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17 May
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I love you, O you entirely possess me,
O that you and I escape from the rest and go utterly off, free and lawless,
Two hawks in the air, two fishes swimming in the sea not more lawless than we;)
The furious storm through me careering, I passionately trembling.
The oath of the inseparableness of two together, of the woman that loves me and whom I love more than my life, that oath swearing,
(O I willingly stake all for you,
O let me be lost if it must be so!
O you and I! what is it to us what the rest do or think?
What is all else to us? only that we enjoy each other and exhaust each other if it must be so;)

Walt Whitman

My purpose is...was exploration. I come from a long way away, and I doubt I will ever see my home again. I was thrown out by my family, because of my nature. Back then I thought my dreams were nightmares, until I realised that desire was nothing to be afraid of, and I let myself be who I am. Since then my life has been one of journeying. I go... went from place to place, finding things of interest, until I wanted to see somewhere new, and then I moved on. This is the longest I have been in one place for a time. I suppose it is because with her, I already travel to new places.

So I stayed; she accepted me, and I her. And with her I built a life...
I barely remember the one that came before this.

Scent Desire: The overwhelming agony of passion crystallized into a singularly dark and magnetic blend: bittersweet neroli, black patchouli and black musk, gilded by apple, bergamot, blood red rose, teak, and vanilla.
blues, domination, jazz, my daughter, my wife's singing, poe, poems of whitman, serving my mistress, shakespeare, submission