I have a sincere and stirring desire to be intimate with you. There’s a deep longing for your kisses and caresses. You’re like a forbidden fruit that I dare not touch. You aren’t meant for me nor am I meant for you.
I know you've heard this before but there are people in my head. A few of them are good and then there are the bad ones too. Together we muse quite often on the absurdities of life. This is our minutes of meetings.
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