the sky is imagined

you,

it would be easy to deny the unwritten, unspoken, unexpected desire that dances across the sky between us. too easy, in fact.

ultimately, it won’t be a matter of when, how, or where this denial will disappear, but only a matter of which one of us will make it so.

then, that same sky won’t be the limit to our being, just a place to start.

(writing for you like this, writing of love and foreverness, makes my cock hard. i want to fuck your body, and your innocence)

me