The Physical Stuff

I know that when you are young your supposed to want to cling to your parents but when I was young all I wanted to do was be independent. I didn't want to hold my mother's hands. I'd pull them away everytime she tried. Whether is was to cross the street or simply be mother and daughter togther. I didn't let her. Access was denied. It's funny because now that I'm 21, All I want to do is reach out for my mother's hands but I'm grown now. So I don't get hugged anymore. I don't get the offer to hold her hands anymore. This time I would take it eagerly. Because I now know life doesn't give many second chances. My mother loves me of course. She shows it in other ways now. I crave that physical touch more than anything else... I get excited off of HUGS, AND Weak knees off of KISSES. And SEX to me is two passionate souls diving into each others bodies and colliding.