MY LOVE IN MEXICO
I cannot fill my obsession any other way. Some days the only thing I think about is my love. She’s an obsession I depend on to satisfy my cravings. I can never get enough of her beauty, her scent, her texture, her colors and the silky smooth taste on my tongue.
My love and I had a six day affair in Cancun Mexico. From the first day I couldn’t get enough of what I can’t get elsewhere. My overwhelming yearnings made our first three days of unremitting contentment and fulfillment a wonderful memory to be savored over and over. I thank the moon and the stars for allowing me to bask in their light with my love.
The sun rose on the fourth day and something had changed. I was blind to the beauty now spread before me once again. When I was in the presence of my love, her scent no longer attracted me, her made up colors no longer enticed me and my yearnings were for more than my love.
On day five of my affair, I tried to avoid my love by heading straight to the beach. I knew the sight of my love would only be a reminder of my foolishness. At the beach I was constantly reminded of my obsession by the scent of others and a deep yearning compelled me to seek out my love. I felt the need for my love twisting and turning inside of me like a hungry worm seeking its wormhole. I couldn’t resist any longer. When I went to visit my love and saw the succulent beauty spread before me, I satisfied and gratified every repulsive desire I had, no matter how hard I wished I could stop. I was filled with regret for not resisting my compulsive urges.
The sky is filled with rain clouds on this my sixth day. I had no desire to be with my love. After my uncontrollable orgy yesterday when I gorged myself on Carne Asada, Tamales, four different kinds of fish, fruit, chips with Salsa and so much more of the lovely food that had been constantly spread before me for the last five days. When I boarded the flight home I knew I would finally be able to control my obsession for food.