2006-11-13 || 9:41 p.m.
The only two.
...sometimes it feels like we are the only 2 people alive and it doesn't matter how naked we are or how vunerable we feel, nothing can hurt us. No one can touch us.
And sometimes the soundtrack of our lives at this time is nothing more than the screaming of our heaving chests, the squeaking rub of naked skin across the wet spot on the bed and the double bass kick of multiple orgasms.
Sometimes things are too perfect to put into words...