it's true that all the women you knew were more than you could ever know and it seems they never cease to surprise you i know that kind of girl its hard to grasp the idea of she who is looking for nothing more than pure pleasure who is looking for nothing more than ****** favors
so i grabbed up all my precious things and set out to meet this vicious queen with hopes of love and *** and drugs and laughter but as you should know my hopes were high and with their faults i set myself up for a pure and sure tragic disaster i was just some fool trying to find some comfort i was a ******* fool out looking for some comfort
so i met up with the queen divine and at her palace i did find some of the things that i was sure to cure my illness and pulling from my pocket a collection of narcotic aides, i said: we might as well be ****** up, my fellow stranger we're all a little ****** up, my precious stranger
so we opened my bottled offering of liquid gold and began to drink a cheers to all night's planned adventures as my senses they began to dull my lust for her began to swell and hers for me was burning bright and vivid two twisted souls reaching out to feel one another yes two twisted souls desperate to feel the other
so we made out for a round or two an exploration of the other's mouth a new land for each to ****, pillage and plunder interjected by **** here and there an intermission conversely shared talk was cheap, but my body was surely cheaper something to be used up by a stranger a torrid holy land for another stranger
the tension it was unbearable for ****** games unmentionable to twist and writhe with misplaced passion two bodies bare in ecstasy becoming one through misanthropy a battle scene grand for ages and ages she cut me deep with intimate relentless yes she struck me deep, she was relentless
so i felt her body close to mine and worshiped it as if some shrine a true testament of flawless perfection and with my sword so righteously i pierced her shrine so godlessly i was fallen priest and her body was my alter and when she came i felt the strangeness falter when we came all the strangeness faltered
we laid upon the war torn sheets to experience that awkward feat of replacing loneliness with ****** conviction i fell asleep in her naked breast a solider starved for tender rest i was relieved of all my woes and endless sadness and i found it at this dear strangers address so i spent the night in the comfort of her prowess
until we woke to say goodbyes and possibly share one more surprise of additional intimate relations i was sad to go but couldn't stay for fear of love to show its face a mutually agreed upon resistance no we would not let our lonely hearts misconstrue this no we could not let our raw hearts go through this
so i'll lend you my last offering of knowledge to pain and suffering you'll find a place to bury your sickness you'd be surprised what comes around when you sell your soul underground you'll be a poster child for unashamed *** and danger yes you will find your solace within some stranger so don't be afraid to find it, fellow stranger
This is structured after a song by Leonard Cohen. Written a month or so ago. Didn't have the nerve to post it.