d on’t throw our potential us away.
a nything i think i know means nothing if you never touch me.
v anity is gone. i am a willing slave to my desire for you, fulfilled or barren.
e very time i passed city hall, i wanted to hide under your desk and wait for your lap.
i am sorry i pretended to be someone else to capture your attention. i doubted that someone as sexy, strong, brave, powerful, well-adjusted, charming, intelligent, and supportive could ever be interested in someone like me…. also, i didn’t think someone like you would be so open to a stranger that i could ever get under your skin to hurt you. i hope you can forgive me. and, more importantly i hope you can give me another chance to woo you honestly and without fear.
i want you to be the archie to my veronica.
i want you to be the popularly elected mayor of my pussy ward.
no term limits.
the only special interests i serve are between your ears and between your thighs.
please, please watch me dance just one time…
all my private dances are for you.
have i really missed our connection?
is it a possibility you or one of your thousands of friends will read this, and you’ll know?
am i too late or have i gone too far?
please, don’t tell me it’s not spring….