I wanted him in the bluntest way. I
wanted his lips, his hands, his arms. I
wanted him in the way the ocean wants
the shore, constantly reaching and running
back. I wanted him the way rain wants to
fall, the way the sun wants to shine, the way
words want to be read. I wanted him to
infinity, to the millionth degree, no amount
of rain could douse the fire I had in me for him.
[gifset and text
by thorloptrs]
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