I miss the taste of your flesh, as I run my tongue across it, bringing you closer to the edge of ecstasy. I miss the warmth of your mouth as you kiss me, as your kisses descend from my waiting lips. I miss holding your perfect breasts like two goblets, drinking deeply from the fountain of youth, the fountain of life, the fountain of desire. I miss the way you would gasp. Goddamit, I miss you. I'm leaving now. Hopefully you'll come back to me.

I am a priest without a god to worship. I'm a monk without a monastery, an acolyte bereft of his guiding light. I did not think that I would say this, but I miss you. Something awful, Cass. I miss your slight smile, the way your eyes would roll when I would make a stupid joke (which was far too often). I miss the deep pools of azure in which I would lose myself. I miss the long, soft blonde hair that wrapped around your head like a halo, especially as you laid in bed next to me....

There's this huge gulf between us, a chasm of unimaginable size, and it seems to get wider every day. Eleven months ago, things were very different between the two of us. We had just moved in together, and life was good. She was vibrant, alive, and lovely. Her long blonde hair would hang like a halo about her hair as she would lie in bed next to me, breathing softly, slowly, almost imperceptibly. Her eyes would open, eyes of piercing blue, that would cut me to the core, peer into my ve...

Hmm. I've been exploring this place for months, but I've finally registered for an account here at JoeUser. I don't know how it's going to go down, but I think it could be fun. Of course, my "welcome" article is going to be pointless, vacuous, and vapid. So there you go. Hopefully I'll be able to fit in here. -Courageous Dageous, "Dage"