I asked myself, what if, if I were. The truth, with my understanding of my needs. I sound like a life sucking creature.  It is always eluding, a ghost, perhaps perception is not a concert of words and symbolism. I had a discussion with a long time sexy fiend. It is questionable what matters between the two of us. Perhaps an understanding finally comes to tangible terms. Am I speaking in codes? Random assessment, beautiful is abonxious. In the dreams...