You want to know what I want?
A proper date.
Flowers. Not always. Once every few months is fine.
To be wooed, courted a bit.
Gooooooood ***. Bodies drenched and flushed.
A **** Fine Kiss. (Suddenly gathered in someone's arms in the middle of the street.
The kind that leaves you breathless, panting, and needing more.)
A good cuddle on the sofa during THE WALKING DEAD.
Hours of intellectual conversation as foreplay.
You want to know what I get?*
Hanging out with friends.
Pictures of flowers sent to my Facebook inbox.
Someone letting me know they're quite keen on me, but only until I show an interest back.
Half-hearted whatever-the-hell that's supposed to be.
Lazy kisses where the mind wanders.
Forcing my dog to cuddle during walker attacks.
Having to explain what "Beware the Ides of March" means. Among too many other things.
Mind games.
And secret messages so their wives don't see.
I get creepsters
and/or
married men
and/or
people from out of town/state/country who fancy me.
That last one's not bad, mind you. Just not very possible.*
So if you're keen...
ask yourself...
...which one of those categories do you fall under?
Feeling ****** today. It happens. I just don't usually voice it...certainly not in public.
