 | Maybe love is a feeling of tingle, maybe is a feeling of pain, or happiness, or sorrow. I felt in love again, i kissed a man. I found something on him that made me shiver, it made my heart beat again. I found the lips i was dreaming, i found the hands that caress my face. He is a deep and interesting voice, he is a book with answers to life, he is sweet and gentle. I fell last night, and it was a smooth ride, one of those where i just had to open up and talk about my feelings, something i had'nt done in a while. I felt like this a long time ago, but i couldnt look, say, or dream about it, it was not possible. My idea of the perfect man was not close to him, and i neglected myself. Now, i had a chance to finally taste the lips of this wonderful kisser, and i loved it. |  |
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