SEX AND STORY-LINE

I enjoy sex with a story. I have always said that I am very romantic which is true but I was just thinking yesterday at the laundromat, that sex with out heart is very unappealing to me. It's the story that turns me on. It could be that stranger in Italy, that loyal friend you've had for years, a kiss in the rain from someone you barely know. I think to myself, those things sound ridiculous, conjured and they reek of Hollywood, but the truth is that once in a while these things actually happen. The latter one happened to me eight years ago. He was flying off to Canada to find his long lost father and brother in a homeless shelter. I was sick that night, dreadfully lonely, and forced myself into shape to spend time with this man who was a chiropractor and salsa instructor. He had a clean peasant look...very tan, very Oil of Olay and linen shirt (with leather draw string). We didn't sleep together, but the point is that I wanted to. I fall in love with the story, but the world around me seems to be in love with sex. I could write a paper on this. It's good material for songwriting too. You can wright a song about anything these days, and people do and sadly they get payed for it. There are songs about, how you just got your pay check and you're gonna go blow all your cash on sex and chemical stimulants. That is pretty much the whole song. It would be better if they finished the story. You blow all your cash and then you're broke and can't pay rent, so you are sleeping on the couch at your friends house until they get tired of you, and then you are homeless and smell bad because you can't shower and you don't get laid anymore. Now, you can sing the blues or get saved and sing about that.