westid

listen & read [l & r] learn something from me.

there’s nothing quite like the presence of a strong woman. i lay once with someone, she had this water dragon tattoo on her arm and i loved to bits how someone could be so smooth and as feminine as venus herself, but so incredibly strong

so yeah i got down on my knees. and then i would sing for her, i will never forget the way her thighs would feel against my face. verse after verse, running her hands through my hair and down to my neck; i knew all the words. there was no need for words. with her fingertips she adored me

that wasn’t the only time i was in love with someone tainted by madness. when you’re in love, it becomes your madness – no solace for her, i would suspect – but very quickly i did discover that there’s nothing more fascinating and emotional, passionate, gorgeous, beautiful … i was hypnotised. how could anyone not want to be so completely lost in such an amazing mind? and it got so i lost all hope of escape or getting out of there

wherever we went she never received any friends while we were together but if they truly wanted her to be complete and fully loved, not seeing her when we were together was very much their loss. when we did see other people, i wanted them all to see that i was hers. as far as i was concerned she had bewitched me and if there was ever a cure to that i would destroy it and stay trapped in her heart forever

she had my body, my mind. there was no jealousy or paranoia, and trust me people tried. someone tried getting up close as he wanted, she would just flush all of his hard work down the toilet and along with it went everything he ever meant to her for all of his life. she had my heart and i didn’t have to fear i knew not once did she ever break it

i don’t come across many people who i suppose would be considered my type. do i think that someone could ever mean that much to me again? definitely. before i learned that the most luxurious lesson anyone could ever hope to teach me, i had no idea there was enough love in me to give that much – so it is by its very essence liberating

i was in awe with her super powers. what she did to me just being around her. am i crazy for falling into the vortex with a goddess? probably, i think i am

is it wrong to, y’know, want that? am i out of order for the craziness that goes on in my mind when i’m in the presence of one?

goddess … i’ve pushed so many people away for just using the word, even though there’s nothing that you can use to dilute that word… because when i get to know a strong beautiful woman, what else am i supposed to say that i see?

should i? yeah i think i should. no woman i have ever got close to, would ever be judged, no one would dare thinking about trying to mock. i own myself, and i’m proud that i can give myself to someone; but such a woman would leave you wishing you had not fucked with her, even by suggesting that she might belong to me