At this moment, I’m not in bed with you but I am in bed with my imagination. I’m replaying those amazing moments in my mind. Over and over – our fantasies are real. I love feel your flesh pressed up against mine. We don’t need selfies because my brain has catalogued how you taste, how you smell, how you feel.
I’m such a lucky lady to have such power…I don’t need a selfie, I just need another chapter of you again.