dangerous jeans

It was frightening how quickly the week progressed. It was scary how quickly we progressed. And then there was that pair of jeans again. I knew I was in trouble, but I didn't quite know just how much.

When you took me inside of you tonight, it awoken something inside of me. It was a part of me I thought I would never find again. I felt young. I felt needed. And it was the greatest feeling I have had for a long time. The rush took a long time to subside. The calm took a long time to reside. At the end, I am a mess of emotions.

A part of me tells me that, perhaps, it shouldn not have happened. Yet, the rest of me was more than glad it did. A part of me guilt-ridden. Yet the rest of me was overcome with exhilliaration.

I wondered if I disappointed you. It had been awhile since I felt such passion, and truth be told, I was not quite as ready as I would have liked to have been.

I cannot shake the memory of tonight from my head. It will linger for awhile. Just as your scent would. I can still smell you. I can still taste you on my lips. I still hear you in my head. I see you when I close my eyes.

I can still remember how I was so amazed that I was standing there ripping off that pair of jeans that I love so much.