Love," He Said, "has The Longest Arms.

You, Yes, You, Linger Inside My Heart The Same You Who Stopped Us Before We Could Start.

And Now, As I'm Lying Alone In My Own Bed, I Keep Thinking About Writhing Against Him Last Night, Naked And Vulnerable. Even After We'd Both Risen And Fallen, Peaked And Plummeted, Even After Marcus Was Physically Shrinking From Inside Me, I Couldn't Stop Clutching, Crying, Trying. Trying To Pull Him Deeper, Deeper, Deeper Within. Trying To Make Him More A Part Of Me Than I Am Myself.

I'm In Crisis. I'm About To Bump With A Five-foot Chino-chicano.

So Much Of Courtship Is The Unspoken.

Girls Will Get Together Just To Get Together. Guys Need An Activity As An Excuse. Otherwise It’s Too Homo For Them To Handle.