something to muse over

I was with him today again,i couldnt help it.i knew it was wrong,but my body ached for his,my lips longed to feel his kiss,and my loins longed to be caressed by his very essenceI IIi am crazy ,i know to even think that I what we are doing is for the long haul,that it actually means something to him
he says he loves me,all the time,sometimes too easily
I wonder
I know that its wrong
but i dont want to stop
why should i anyway,i only fear hell and the hot flames of the fire
but life is short and i have a lot yet to explore,so fuck it!

bring it on,i l be here when you call,waiting,longing,meeting you half way