i was filming a gig tonight. the sun set slowly and out came the lights. smooth tunes grooved on. i was cruising in the song. we were in the city square with angles around. light bouncing off glass and the sound did abound. went to the bar after the gig. to get a cheap giant beer and have a swig. the two blondes sidled up beside me. i looked in the mirror and hoped they would talk to me. so she did. and I balked as she talked. where could it go? was i a moron for being so? there was nought here. except a headband that matched her best friend. i walked away, i had nothing to say. between the void of wanted loins, there was no connection, only the void. and a void can be seen, can be touched. but without the love, it is never enough. i can spray a load inside a dead hole, but where is the feeling, the desire, the abode? i want to live with another, side by side, for her to know me, and want me, desire. not for the clothes or the fancy talk or the walk. but for me, who i am, nothing fancy, just a being. i let my alter ego speak for me in the talk but in the walk i am me and it is plain to see. i can desire no more than to find the woman of my dreams in whose arms i reside. i know in this age the flowery language is gone. but i beseech you to wonder and wonder. be bold. find yourself and trust it, for there is no one else that can see the truth of being and seeing. and then when you find her, admire her, and let her be. see? love is freedom not some lifestyle dream. breathe, breathe, breathe. love is a wonder beast.
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