Woke up after a vivid dream this morning of being kissed. That soft, then hard, then soft again. The angling of lips and your head and the uncertain feeling of what to do with your hands. I could almost still feel the pressure on my lips. Holy cow I miss that feeling. It has been longer than I can even want to remember since I've had that feeling.
Shawshank has been trying to set me up with a friend of his. As his friend is over 1000 miles away from me I'm not sure how this is going to work, but his words are "I see you two and I think, huh, chocolate and peanut butter."
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