Friday, October 30, 2009

A love Story

I will seek you and find you.

I shall take you to my bed and have my way with you.

I will make you ache, shake, and sweat until you moan and groan.

I will make you beg for mercy, beg for me to stop.

I will exhaust you to the point you will be relieved when I'm finished with you.

And, when I am finished, you will be weak for days.

All my love,

The Flu

PS: No...I don't have it, don't expect it and will not be getting a flu shot, either. Thanks for asking.