Breaking up sucks.

Making up, however, is like a fine sliver of dark chocolate melting ever so slowly on your tongue, accompanied by a mellow tingle of Shiraz rushing past and swirling down your throat. It sets your taste buds tingling, satisfies your craving for something sweet, yet earthy…and brings on that warm buzz with reflective overtones. You might think of spring blossoms, crashing waves on a naked shore, or rumbling thunderstorms in the distance.

A sweet memory chasing after you; always wanting just –

A little.

Bit.

More.

A not quite satiated subtle glow that leaves you craving his hurried, gentle touch and wet lips placed in strategic places.