Oct. 16th, 2007

12:22 PM 

I have never lost anything that cannot be regained. I need to remember that always. It is not weather or not I *can* have it...the real question lies in *is it worth the expenditure of energy to have it?* As long as I am alive...as long as there is breath in my body...the world is full of opportunities and everything that I desire is in it.

Sometimes I feel like I am ripe on the vine just waiting to be plucked and put to his lips for the tasting. I want him to dine on my body with a voracious appetite. To suckle and lick and mouth with his soft tender lips. The best kisses I ever had were after we had broken up. They were soft and exploratory. They were tender and sweet. They were rambling and without design or purpose, but to be there and enjoy. He kissed me on the side of my mouth and cheek...then my nose, forehead, and eyelid. I loved it. I lay in his lap happy and contented as he stroked my hair and body and planted his soft loving kisses all over my face and neck.