Unquestionably, sex is an intricate and important part of life and I have come to the edge of all the light I know and am about to step into the darkness of the unknown… Sexual intercourse, at it best, is the physical expression between two persons, persons who themselves are inherently profoundly valuable moral beings who wish to express themselves by becoming physically unified permanently cementing two souls. This profound unification is one no one can explain or comprehend. Hence I take pride in my role in the expression of this physical activity and handle it with care and attention. I try to make sure that I give SEX the respect it deserves. However there persons out there that don’t do the same and I’ve met one of them. Funny how I thought he knew what I was about, funny how I thought he grew…funny I thought he’d found his place. I had an opportunity to express myself with HIM physically and it started off good; there was a connection and things were flowing. However there was a hint of hesitation in KISSES, he didn’t want to go further but he continued; and the fact that when we were done with SEX he put on his clothes and ran like HELL totally took away from the connection that was there for BOTH of US! So imagine me when I encountered HIM again, he had gotten worst and it was WTF is going here? He told me that he wanted SEX and I ask what kind? Of course he tried to play that since we are both TOPS that he doesn’t know what will happen. So me being me I decided to take him up on his offer, after all who knows he might have evolved. WRONG, dead wrong in fact he’d gotten worst and I wasn’t having that @ all. Funny how I thought my path was smooth, my sea was still and not a cloud was in the sky. Then sure enough the way grew dark, the storm clouds quickly rolled; the waves began to rock my ship and my anchor would not hold. I fell apart and was left bare with nowhere to hide. @ that moment I wondered and wished why couldn’t we held each other, help each other to stand and guide each other through the dark and lonely night so we could see the first light of day when this darkness wanes. Alas the stream will cease to flow; the wind will cease to blow; the clouds will cease to fleet and once again my heart will cease to beat…TALK ABOUT HIS VANITY! THE SELFISH FUCK, I RATHER GREET DEATH @ MY DOOR THAN HAVE SEX WITH HIM IN SUCH DARKNESS…TALK ABOUT MISERY! Do you think he knows that I’ve found my BEND IN THE ROAD LONG AGO? Obviously he has nothing to give and I REFUSE TO ALLOW HIM TO GIVE THAT TO ME! The way he acts when it come SEX is mind-blowing and he reduces it to nothing but a mere physical activity with no REAL significance. It simply is the combination of our hair or the massaging of one’s shoulder. I find it so sad that he doesn’t value SEX or think it has REAL meaning. DAMN IT! SEX IS AN INTEGRAL ASPECT OF BONDING AND SHARING GOOD POSITIVE ENERGY. I guess when it’s all said and done he didn’t want a connection not even with himself. I CAN’T WAIT FOR HIM TO COME MY WAY AGAIN, I CAN’T WAIT FOR HIM TO… ¿F&CK ME PLEASE?