Urges

I think I want to fall desperately in love! Or just have mind-blowing sex! I can't tell the difference: what's hot between my thighs or burning, yearning in my chest. He should set both ablaze, igniting the flame like a candle lit from the head. 'Cause that's where it all begins: from my seduced mind to between the sheets on his bed. Grip onto my thighs and tickle the neurons in my brain - hearing him tell me about his dreams then hearing him growl 'I wanna fuck you into pain.'
I wanna fall toxically in love and out of all that's sane!
But I'm a good girl. A single, good girl who wears reading glasses every night to envy the women in romance novels who love and lust like Aids and Heartbreak don't exist.