King Dub

just a hot sexy beast of a man who's taunted and tormented on a sporadic and unpredictable basis by a woman who thinks she still has some smouldering feelings for him but they cannot connect in reality due to the great chasm or iceberg that divides them and maybe it's there for a reason after all, maybe all this nonsense makes sense after all, maybe two souls needed to explode and required the abrasion of the other in order to burst and they burst and exploded all over each other, inflicting pain upon one another tilling up each other's soil and seeing the very worst, surgery on the soul, words being the coal under a fire that rages cold.

I miss you and my heart still yearns to know you/feel you/hold you

But reality comes creeping in, my body takes me down, you carry on and I sit and ponder, what have I learned? I look at your picture and know my attraction to you still burns within me, and you remain a stranger, or is it me who is strange, things are changing, time is passing, I am relaxing, I hope you are ok and I'm glad to see you've found a pal, she better be virtual, I'm assuming it's fantasy, you have no right to fall for another without first testing this strange theory of "us", however I don't know how it would ever work, I had the idea that we knock each other out with bricks and lie together in a coma for a year, that way we could be together with no effort required.

Soak this message up cause it's all your'e getting for a long time Stranger.