My anno domini, you;)
Of
course it’s describable, why do you think I’ve read so many books and learned
all these languages? Not just to bullshit my way out of any situation possible
and conceivable to women, but to express this thrill which vibes beneath this
raw exterior and energizes the lot, all the way up to the edges of the skin.
All this heat, because of you. My hell from another hell, you;)
The
perception of you is new to me. With such an occult pleasure I’m going to
excavate deep in this archeology of me, until I find fresh means to please you.
My terra incognita, you;)
Because
this time, standing here in front of you, my experience is worth nothing. Your
dominion here is absolute, your rule is without any opposition whatsoever. You
have this force to split my timeline in half, what happened before you, and
what happens with you. My anno domini, you;)
I
can feel it when you exhale, I’m well trained to hear it in the corners of your
mind… there is something inside you, something on you, some part of you –
screaming in thirst to be mine; and that’s worth everything and anything, my
all, the lot of me;)
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