Sooo Goood

Good Morning,
 
I feel soooo goood. Like jellin goood, like move-your-body,-make it hypnotic good. I feel sexy...no I don't feel sexy because that depends on the outsider's perceptive of what sexy is. But I feel good. Good like the first crush good, the first guy that you love good, the first guy that shows you what love is (not what the media portrays but the good stuff we dream of and try to understand) good. The first taste of time shattering chocolate good. The first hit of love story where the ending is one which you desire and which seems realistic.
 
This feels like and orgasm, an emotional orgasm. Tears whelm, the earth is non-existent and I have to touch, grab, hold something to brace myself, to remind the rest of me that it isn't just me, that I've got to keep myself together. No screaming, no shouting, no jumping or running, no "oh-my-Lord-have mercy", no "yes, this is good", no tears streaming, no breathless exhales or smiles that make the rest of me tingle or maybe that tingle is wht causes the smile. Owwwwwww.
 
I feel good. I feel good. I feel guhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhoooood. Yeah. This is the untouchable stuff.
 
May your day be filled with peace and joy and many blessings.
 
I'm off I've got ten pages due and I am undaunted by that fact. I feel good.
 
God Bless,
Shaziane