March 25th 2002
I was being driven back home
From a doctors appointment
I wanted actually
To see him again before
The six month
I fantasized about holding his hand
Kissing him
Having *** with him
I thought i was in love
This was the first fuzzy feeling I had
I wanted nothing more to be with him
Our eyes smiling as we kiss
Then I wake up
It was a dream in 2002

You said that you were abducted by aliens
At age 13
Me to my love but I was autopsy by them
It makes me giggle that your jealous of my encounters with the fifth kind
But sweeties
I have been severely bullied because it too
I want to cuddle with you want tell
My story to you
While loving you
Will you tell me yours
Sweet West

When someone says I am a good
Artist,
I say no not me
Not because of sadness
But because of joy,
Have you seen that Big Dipper
Orion
Or the seven sisters (Pleiades)
Lately by any chance
If so those are art
I did not create
For they’re perfect
The artist
Some unknown entity

Created me
Re-animate me and
love me
On the very slab you made me
I want to spend my re-animated life with you
So you smile at me as we make love on the slab
You hold me hand
And say you created me
Out of love and desire
You hold *** if not to let me go
Sweeties
I love you
Make no mistake I am your bride

Let me be cute with you
Nice and naughty
As you examine me
I feel the hardness
Off your fleshy needle
As you pull me closer to make out
Passionately to me
I feel you needle enter me
Soon we are not just making out
But making love
My beautiful minded doctor
How I wish my words can be
Reality

Our encounters on imvu
You beautiful soul and
Your loving nature
Even though I am nice
You’re more naughty
I love you more then life itself
I love being with you
As you say how
Your going to have your way with me
I enjoy every romance saltery minute
Make love to me

As I talk to you on imvu
I cannot help but
Wish your were my physician
Our forbidden love
I would keep a secret
If you worship me as
The Greek goddess
I am

When I was I kid
I remember seeing girls pick
The petals off a daisy
He love me.....
He loves me not
As I have you beloved
Dr. West
I pluck rose pedals on the floor
To the bed
He loves me....
He love me not

As you say
I love you with all my DNA
I take these words as gospel
Because i know in my heart
And body
That you love
Desire
Want me
With all your essence

As i kiss you
My beloved MD
I want you re-animate me with your love
But I cannot help but think
You’re  breaking you oath
To be with me
My Hippocrates
Love me the way
An insane man would love me
Passionately

When it comes to true love
Or when it comes to alien life
I want to believe
I want to believe in our love
As we express it to each other
Two misunderstood souls
Soul mates
Will you make believe
Sweet Herbert

Kiss me
Not only on the mouth
But wherever you want
My beloved doctor
I want to feel your length
As you examine me

Kiss me on the neck
Kiss me on the collar bone
Kiss me in my secret places
That no one knows about
My sweet physician

He worships me
As a goddess of health and cleanliness
Hygieia his hygieia
My beloved Hippocrates how are you love me so
And how I love you so
I wish we could be united as moral and goddess but our love is for bidden and we can all unite but in  secret
Come to my temple of healing and all of you as I see fit
My beloved physician

My loving boyfriend
You don’t know this my love
But you are my re-animator
My Herbert west
I want to know you intricaties
Of you beautiful mind
Body
And soul
I want you to explore my body with your hands and smiling
Eyes
Kiss
And as I do the same with my smiling eyes and hands
I fantasy about making love to you
As we kiss sweetly.
Examine me
Re-animate me sweetly

My doctor as you
Call me your sweeties
I want your fleshy needle
I want your love
I want kisses

I fantasize about holding ands with you
While riding your fleshy needle
Our eyes smiling at each other
As I lean in to kiss you

Doctor
Examine me with your fleshy needle
You tounge and your
Hands
Explore my body
As I explore you sweetly

As I decide to make love
To you
My loving Herbert
My beautiful MD
I not only cross the line
Between doctor and patient
But I expose my vulnerability
To you
Am I too trusting
Sweeties

When I was a child
Another girl told
Me to blow on a dandelion
And make a wish
I wished for true love

When I was a child
My mother told me
It might take longer to get my true love


Both are true