I want to wake up with the taste of you in my mouth. And two weeks later when it’s all said and done I want to still find remnants of you tangled In my hair. I don’t want it to be beautiful I want it to be full frontal unadulterated this film is not yet rated. I want my skin to crawl I want the hairs in the back of my neck to stand up and never sit down. I want to wake up covered in you and I never want it to wash off no matter how hard I scrub.