pervert’s confession

at first, of course, it was like the sky. sure… everything was baby blue, soft, sunny, smooth. it was warm. infatuation, that’s the best word for what it was. then, damn… it took over, i had no control. it was obsession. but then, once again, i had no fault: it was like a cloud, you see? i just couldn’t understand why i could see it yet could not grab it, not allowed to hold it between my fingers.

i just wanted to touch it!

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