When I use the handle to wash out my cunt, I know how much of what I'm rinsing out is the slick wet remainder of every thought of you that crosses my mind.
It was the first time I'd encountered Tony in a dream since his death that wasn't laced with fear, angst, anger, or disappointment.
And so began the little game where he's Peter Parker to the clown's Spiderman. He knows how to summon him. But he's totally not him.
I wanted to fuck him, but I swear it was like his skull kept calling out to me. "Smash me! Smash me!"
And on this one in a billion moment when an arbitrary product of billions of years of evolution picked to be the start of just one of another billion years to come... You chose to be with me.
Though it may not be with words, we communicate mountains when our eyes meet for long, soulful, deep conversations.
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