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Positive feedback always welcome. I was feeling very sad the day Johnny Cash died, even though it was not unexpected. So I wrote a little piece to make myself feel better. Hope you like!
Flesh and blood needs flesh and blood
And you're the one I need

by Johnny Cash





You're starin' at me with them intense eyes of yours. Y'ain't never asked me to say it. Never needed to hear it, I reckon. Ya say it to me all the time when we do these wild things in the dark. An' when we done 'em in the warm sunshine, them times we felt that bold, ya said it then too. Ya never press me 'cause ya know how I feel. I don't say it, don't mean I don't feel it. Ya got enough confidence in ya, ya don't need to hear to know. But tonight ya want me to say it. You're pressin' an' I can't deny ya. Ya bin gone too many days, leavin' me alone too many nights.

"I love ya, Chris."

Ya push into me so deep I feel ya in my throat. I groan through clenched teeth an' arch my back, wantin' to take ya even deeper.

Why tonight? Why in all the nights we bin together... oh, damn! Love it when ya do that. Wish ya'd... aaah! Ya know me so well cowboy.

"Love ya," I say again.

Ain't just what you're doin' to me that makes me say it. Never met no one like ya. Didn't know I could need anybody the way I need ya. Don't ever plan on lettin' ya go.

Ya kiss me an' I can't hardly breathe. We're both pantin' an' gruntin' as our tongues caress each other. With my ankles locked together I dig my heels into your lower back. Nope, don't ever wanna let go.

Reckon I'm gonna have a mark on my neck, ya bite down so hard when ya come. Don't rightly care, my own pleasure spilling between our tightly pressed bodies.

I feel all warm an' happy an' I wanna stay like this forever.

But you're pullin' away, sittin' back on your haunches between my legs.

"Judge and me saw a fella gettin' horsewhipped over to Eagle Bend," you say quietly. "They already done hung the man they caught rollin' around with him in a hay loft."

All other words fall away an' I say the only words I know. "I love ya, Chris."

THE END