i miss the heat of whispered gasps and tangled legs and i cannot help but wonder if there will ever come a day where technology has evolved and taken over so forcibly that we will forget what human touch feels like. i don't believe that even the smartest of computer geniuses could program the warmth of your hands into any micro chip. my nerves are still buzzing from the last touch and it's almost as if i've touched a socket with wet hands. we share a love that can never be outdated; a love that is water proof and forever charged, with passion that burns brighter than any electrical fire.

- o.m.h