I swear I could almost taste summer in June with those lips that smiled at me this morning. And, pray tell, how could human skin be like that? the fair version with a flaxen tinge that made me think of native chicken and succulence.  And  to top it all, the eyes – a pair of slits – found mine looking a dozen times and had the audacity not to turn away. Suddenly I am enlightened why the word devour was even tagged to the word desire.

It’s a good day to be alive.

lol.