"Don't be late"

When is the last time you read words that lit the page. The heat coming off your hands combusted the page and the sweat on your brow made you feel like you had just bitten into a habanaro chili. I just did read such a page...the flowing words that held you, caressed you, aroused you crept up into you and you had to go into the another room to cool off. A special person writing to express emotions so beautiful...so passionate, so strong yet so tender. I would give my heart to these words...hang a do not disturb sign on the door and drink this passion each and every night. No, that can't be...I must remain continue to admire quietly.