Sexy Danger

(a.k.a. Exchange 17)

There is nothing like that shared moment of laughter between two people. You know, you fall on the mattress, laughing, and then you continue kissing, and things are falling off of the bed (like cellphones) and the couch nearby (like magazines).

Every moment with this person looks like it was out of a indierom movie. Dim orange lights, fingernails tracing bare backs and lots and lots of naked kisses, wherever his or your mouth is closest to, falling asleep to nuzzles and cuddles, feeling one's breath on each other's neck. 


If it isn't, then there isn't any word to describe it yet.
Most of the time, there are no words that could ever compare, define, describe what is, and will always be, a beautiful exchange between you and me.

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