House music

I have been listening to http://cyberjamz.com/live.php pretty much non-stop for the last two days, (I vowed to the adopted one that I would stop listening to the mix you made me...She was afraid of the mood it tended to put me in. I know you understand that.) the djs have given me something to hold onto. I listen to the words, I think of you, I imagine that you are listening to the mixes with me, (archives do exist...) hearing the message in the music as well as the words, feeling the beat vibrate through my body. Writing. Crying. Feeling everything, pain, anger, sadness, and of course tons of love. You are right, many men have loved me before and I have thrown them away for a far lesser infraction than you have committed against my being. The key words are these, "men loved me", not I loved them, I have only loved you for all of eternity, and as they say love is blind, love is forgiving.

My king if you would prefer a bit of privacy we could go back to the email...Or the messenger, but otherwise, our words are here for all to read. For everyone to hear our thoughts, our secrets, our desires, our pain, our love, and everything else that may or may not come about. You have chosen this form of communication. Beings other than ourselves will read these words many will feed off of it, many will find it fascinating, some will think that we are just twisted and depraved, others will try to come between us yet again. Let them all come to us and face us as they truly are...I can restrict the flow of comments. I kind of like the fact that people are reading it, and liking what they read. You know me always the exhibitionist.

Even though I haven't listened to your mix these words have been going through my head all day long. "I get a tingling sensation in private locations where I wish to be caught between a rock and your hard place." Are you still wearing my rings?

I'm going to try to go to bed, my eyes are so heavy and dry.