To my answer,the truth,the reason,I occur. To The reason I happen. To my inspiration,my solution. To the most essential ingriedient to my evolution.


Words cannot express how you have restructured me down to my cells,my DNA.
under a microscope we resemble one another,you are my kin and my King. Perhaps this is why they say Pharaohs married there sisters??

Did they mean this, you and I brewed from the same cauldron in the universe our flavors are indistingushable,we linger on pallettes so flawlessly, outsiders dont not know which of us they taste.



We, love were brewed in the batch of beauty,insight,perception, humble eliteism,sincerity of purpose,rebellion,endearing roguishness,darkness,light,enough charm to be attractive to many but only meant for one another. Other ingridients go unnamed,as I continue to taste you, I will label each cause , no one is made up of what we are. Beyond cut from a different cloth,we are fashioned,by the creator to never disenegrate,to write on the wall of earth "We were here"

We are not exhibitionists,though we made love on display. Had we been exhibitonists we would have found our fetishes unfufilled for the onlookers have been oblivious. Rhett to my Scarlett you sir are no gentleman and I sir am no lady. I want to get medieval with you,I want to back to the dark ages and make you potions,smuggle magic and forbidden texts into your lair.

I want to send you into battle only for you to find when the smoke clears I was no damsel in distress, I was in battle with you.



I want them to try to kill me,burn me at stake for preparing you and your soldiers amulets filled with essntials,burn me for hearing your voice in my head and your not even there.

I want to fight by your side in every major incident in history,including the one that is about to come about,while I submit to you in every way let me say this...I cannot and will not hide in the kitchen, I cannot wait in the tower, for your return,there is a Boudica* is inside me, Prasutagus!! Take me with you...

When I tasted myself on your lips..
I knew you were confirming what I already suspected of me and you
yes That same cauldron in the unvierse
we were both brewed from
connecting with you in the dark
dipping your quill into my oily mixture
of love, desire, art and purpose for us...you knew your way around my temple and I wanted you there you connected me to your power source
now I will function properly
I will be who I was meant to be because of you
every stroke a sestina
every touch a tanka
every coo a haiku
when I looked at you above me you looked like a God
I under stand Hera better now Zeus
although Id adopt Titaness'

temperment and give birth to the muses,
Leto and birth the twins, all while encompasing the best of each of his many wives just to be the one who pours your ambrosia....
I record my devotion to you,my love for you,my knowing of you to paper,for accuracy. History will want to know in the future,I want you to know today...bond is sealed...

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