Perfect Stranger
Perfect Stranger In the arms of a stranger, I search for my sanctuary. I come to you for the familiar touch of your hands. The way you command my every move when we are together As if you know all about what I need. Yet you know nothing about me or my needs. You are merely a stranger. Clearly, I am not convinced of your abilities to understand without understanding. Instead, I exhaust myself in the pleasures of what you do and not what you say you do. You are merely a stranger. I … Continue reading Perfect Stranger

