Sunday, September 19, 2010

I think I drank the holly whater.

And so you are the reader and the writter of my fantasies.
You are the one who holds the pen that will be used to describe that world.
With your lies, but your stories, this whole new place could be created.

I love the fantasy. I love the adventure. I love you.
I love your body, I love your pleasure, I love you.

But do I love reality?

Tell me a story.

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