lovingmyth
As in to wade in to the shallow water? The cautious steps one takes as they make their way
from shore to sea. Quickly squishing toes between wet sand, waves gently lapping shins.
Through ponds, puddles, swamps, and ocean.
Lust. It's a feeling to be craved. One that I feel is needed in order to accomplish true love.
The attraction to ones lover, craving not only soul, but body as well...isn't that perfection?
Where else could passion exisist if not with a loved one? Trapped in an embrace, melded
together, sinfully sweet. Lustful. Loving. I'd like to be both. I'd trade nearly a lifetime of
platonic love for the rough sweet romance consisting of needy touches and desire.