Isn't it sunday? hasn't the day been whiled away in bed? Haven't you kept your eyes dry and what's inbetween your legs moist?

Do you find that vulgar? perhaps obscene?

as the heater cools only do shivers of heat reach me. straight to my head. feeling faint. This part is literal, no longer sexual. I feel feverish. I have cramps at a time i shouldn't. My arms have goosebumps.

It's this sort of melting and aching i now associate with love.