When I ran, I didn't feel like a runaway. When I escaped, I didn't feel like I got away. There's more to living than only surviving. And maybe i'm not there, but i'm still trying.

Myth in the Flesh

• Heritage
• The Vila
• History
• Potential
• The Present
• Gallery
• The Mask

She Called Herself...

See me.
I am not where you think.
As I walk among you,
You hunger, and know not why.
I'm your inexplicability.
Want me.
I am not forbidden to your caress.
Your eyes enfold me as your hands cannot,
Until,
You drag me close.
Command me.
But it is not I who you touch.
Call me Desire,
And know I will fill for you
Only your most secret needs.
Fear me.
For I am not what you see.
Ecstasy will meld your body to mine.
The taste of your skin,
the scent of your blood,
the texture of your flesh in my mouth
fulfills me;
sates me.
We tangle in passion's threads.
We are what we hunger for.