You find me in the night
Wrap me in arms that take away the day
Our quiet place
The safest place on
Dreams are where you go to escape
Or do they escape to me
A message I have been receiving since the very beginning
I awake with your arms fading away into the light
Who are you
Is never asked
Where do you come from
Left behind as you hold me and I hold you back and we touch dammit
We touch
And then I awake
Lost in a world where I have never seen you
Except in the eyes of those who fear your name
Seems like three hours ago was pretty intense for both of us
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Hey Magic Mage girl, if you’re bored go check out the comments in the blog I did about you https://mmpmagicmodernizationproject.com/tequila-mockingbird-soup-magic-mages-poem-in-elucidating-questions/
Maybe you really ARE still my muse! I think you are beautiful, it’s my universe and I make the rules, and I say you’re beautiful, and that guy you love better treat your ass right or I’ll put a spell on him to make him your slave. I wish I could do that.
I don’t really care for poetry that much, but when I read certain ones, sometimes, I get to leak out of my own cage little bit, and leak into yours for a few seconds, and even though its not always pleasant, its different, even a little refreshing, like taking a vacation from myself.
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What I wanted you to notice, cuz I love you, is how somebody found the ONE blog post I have an emotional attachment to some magic mage girl, and trolled me by writing a story in the comments. I THOUGHT (probably completely wrong) that Magic Mage Girl would think it was funny, and now somebody left an even longer story in the comments for https://mmpmagicmodernizationproject.com/nekkos-game-the-piglet-runt/ and if something I do can make you laugh, please tell me what it is.
Oh my gosh I’m sorry I missed this comment. I can’t click the link.
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It is really you? some transgender dude fell in love with me and totally hacked my blog, so I had to take it down for three weeks, now I’m just getting it back online, with most of the content moved elsewhere. I’m afraid “she” also hacked my follower list, so I deleted ll of that. The person looked very carefully and found the one blog that seemed likely to get a response, and what a mess, though I appreciated the love and all, but I don’t care for getting hacked. I may never repost “Tequila Mockingbird Soup.” Hacker is pretty good, and it’s a funny story, most excitement I’ve had for a while.
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Haha. Let me tell you about a funny story where my ex boyfriend tried to smother me with a pillow. I definitely know excitement…
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He found a favorite follower of mine, and created an obviously sham persona based on her, even down to using her image. What a jerk. So I have to be very carfeul about followers, even you could really be him!
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No, he couldn’t write a real poem to save his life, even though he seems to be brilliant, what he can do is steal identities. He has a YouTube channel, appears as a pretty woman, claims to be an ex-physicist housewife in Germany, and it is all lies. He had no way to know that I speak German and have been studying physics and math for years, he seems to have gotten his material from wikipedia, and doesn’t speak a word of German. All true, and see….I think I made you laugh, you probably appreciate that kind of stuff. But the pillow murder adventure, that isn’t funny. “Tis better to have loved and lost but run away from a psycho ex than the alternative……..”
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That sounds like a terrible time. And I completely agree with you.
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Actually, the novelty was exhilarating, and I got a new story to tell, and after all the Hacker seems to have fallen in love with me (a 66 yr old male hermit in the desert with three grown kids dispersed all around) and meant me no real harm, in her warped way. Fuck love, it’s a pain in the ass. You know, I think love is a scam invented to torture us. Except my love for you, which is obviously authentic LOL. Also, I am bored. It must be a 100 degrees outside. Bye sweety……
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