I sit here basking in the afterglow of my lover. I had to write while this feeling is fresh in my mind.
The solitary run, on a day cold enough to keep most people home, was today euphoric. If I could orgasm during a run today would have been it.
It's been so long since I felt the way I did today. So strong and powerful, so healthy, so incredibly alive. Like I could do anything. And so grateful that today, even the leafless trees were beautiful.
One day I'll be strong enough to leave my other lover. While he makes me question my self-worth you enhance mine. Instead of having to beg for a phone call or an invite out, you call me, begging me to join you on the soft gravel path. One day very soon I will be strong enough to leave him, but you, dear lover, you aren't going anywhere.