Sunday, July 25, 2010

Of days we live and purposes we serve

Each passing day I think about the penetrating thoughts of less than wonderful days - Days I do not have to wake up to work and days that I can contract into a ball and lay in bed with the morning rays on a subconscious awake face. We bowled for close to 7 hours yesterday and the ache on my right of my whole was purely orgasmic and I was so torn between the activities we were caught up in and gym. Jun Yat squashes me each time he hugs for a little longer as he takes his breath, then leaves me there trying to catch mine. 

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