Oh sanctify me!My Savior! Your embraceis all I need. Your skinholy salvation. “Stay Away,”They told me. How could I?We’re magnets. Destined to bedrawn to another. No matter ifpulled apart. Over and overwe find us glued.

It happened again, like many times. The sheer euphoria of being beside her, the moonlight cascading her bare skin. Her angelic face with a peaceful, serene expression. I brush a strand of auburn hair from her face, careful not to wake her. Her smooth, cream-like appearance radiates in the night. I glance at the alarm ...

When you dipmy body singsback archesmaking my legs fall openlike butterfly wings When you dipmy body soarsand the soft moansescaping my throatis my call for more When you diptaking a sipI bite my lipso I can controlthe swaying of my hips When you dipeverything gets quietexcept for the soundof my heartbeat in my ear And ...

My head rests on a pillow,but my body feels restless. I nudge youto share your pillow. Our bodies mingle,and feelings intensify. Your pillow slidesto my hips. When my head lays on your pillow,it doesn’t rest for long.

Calm settles around me. A sense of rightness fitting like connecting puzzle pieces that complete the picture.

“I didn’t mean to fall in love with you and ruin our friendship. So…I’ll stop.”

Forget the punching bag. His face will do just fine.

“Anna, you are not a disaster. You’re a delight.”