A fresh page in so many ways.
Yet, there are indentations, from the page before.
Marks left by those who went ahead.
I am who I am because of it.
And it feels great.
Following with my hearts lead.
Not scared nor fearful.
Love is no longer my enemy.
I embrace it as my life source.
Addicted to the passion that infects my brain, acting on desires and intincts.
Disengaging my mind.
No thought.
Focused on my wants.
Indulging every delicious feeling.
Butterflies.
Tingles.
Goosebumps.
And that grin, seeming stretch permanently across my face.
It feels real.
Like truth.
Not perfect.
Great and raw.
A want not a need.
I'm hungry for her.
Passion burns for her.
Consumed by the flames and every nerve is alive at the thought of her touch.
I don't question.
No fear of the pain.
My heart beats for her, accept it.
Embrace and enjoy it.
For if it breaks, I know I will not.
