There is a song that we heard. I don't know the words to it. But I know that it brings you back to me. It brings back the thoughts of those nights where the bite of your hands ****** in my hair, the rhythm of our pounding pulse, the fire in your eyes, the way your face changes just that moment before you take control, left me breathless and the memories of that morning-afters when you held me close while I could feel the sweet ache of those red and purple trails that you left on my skin ...
I hear that song and it makes my blood sing.