exercising has got to be one of the sexiest sensations ever.
the still of the night, tis all i hear.
no crickets. or bullfrogs.
no swaying leaves.
the cold breeze blows,
my tingling tummy.
the pounding of my heart
in my ribcage.
boom. boom.
it fills my ears, my mind.
i feel alive.
my breath
in ragged little puffs,
they enter and escape.
all that sweat.
sweet sweet sweat.
the clock strikes eleven,
then i'm home again.
the still of the night, tis all i hear.
no crickets. or bullfrogs.
no swaying leaves.
the cold breeze blows,
my tingling tummy.
the pounding of my heart
in my ribcage.
boom. boom.
it fills my ears, my mind.
i feel alive.
my breath
in ragged little puffs,
they enter and escape.
all that sweat.
sweet sweet sweat.
the clock strikes eleven,
then i'm home again.
okay, so it's not exactly shakespeare, oh well.
sexy+exercising= sexercising. take that!
"okay, my body is my temple, so take your shoes off and come on in."
-Split Ends.
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