For A Minute There, I Lost Myself

For A Minute There, I Lost Myself

Other times it seems almost cosmically necesasary.

I took two hits from the brandy and picked up my guitar. Fifteen minues of solid lovemaking. Notes and rhythm. It flowed right the fuck through me the second I hit the strings, like a goddamn faucet turned on high. Goddammit, I'm so stupid. I put all this energy into things that are never for sure, people that are never reliable. And the one fucking thing that never goes away, the one thing that has never let me down...I let it down. I'm a lousy lover. I'm a fucking whore. But she forgives me every time. Takes me back, wraps me in her loving harmony, guides me with her grooves, lifts my soul with her melodies. I go away, time and time again like the fucking moron I am, but she never leaves.

She took a break after 15 minutes, and now so do I. But I'll be back. I'm heading back right now.

If Music ever decides to appear to me in the form of a woman, I'm gonna eat that pussy until my neck breaks.

Back to where I belong,
Dougie
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She lay there waiting for me to return. She took me back in her arms. And we fucked like bunnies.

Focus, asshole. Fucking FOCUS. What you NEED is right at your fingertips. What you WANT is a fucking distraction. Lock back in. Make it yours. Give yourself to yourself.

I'm going to sleep. My lover's seed is inside me, needing water and sunlight to grow. I'll go dream some of that shit up for her now.