prose...here's my hand...take me where you will...and don't let go of me until I beg you to give me my head so I may eat you and you may disappear inside of me...
...how else could I make you mine...
...I willingly submit to every carnal urge, no matter how base, that I may have that experience of myself…
After all, if my quest is for the me of me, how could I deny myself an opportunity to see just how extreme my perceived extreme is...
I'm sure my preferred and innate refinement has stultified my descent into bawdiness as to seem tame compared to some...
So, I hesitate to even mention the things I have done that are divergent from what I always held to be my true and expected path...
...and when you peer into "the dark mirror" is it our sameness that you see...that which will one day vanish testifying to our oneness...
You tell me...
lovespirit
