Somewhere there's a piece of my heart beating for me. A vessel lying in the temple of a goddess made for the loving of a king. I envision her tastefulness to the full capacity of detail, sweetness of gentle pleasure she'd release in the responsibility of my care. The thought of this queen serenading my conscious leaves me beyond speechless, mesmerized past comprehensive enacting. God I cannot wait to taste this, inhaling the scent of a craving I'd wish to feel, the gentleness of an astonishing experience bound in the very hope I've nourished for so long. There's a piece of me out there……. the other piece.
– C.A. Thomas