I had heard about her, about the liberation she meant for those of us who have a hurricane of ideas that embrace and mix in our heads. I took for granted that it was not my style and that I would not be able to conquer her or be seduced by her bewitching gifts.
At the age of 19 I got to know her more closely, I felt her, I felt her lyrics and at times she abducted me from everything that surrounded me to get me to tell her everything, my life, my life, my life, my life, my life and my life.
I told her everything, my life, I told her again and again, but I got entangled and after several passionate encounters with her, with my soul in a fist and my heart in each appointment, I broke my head emptying myself and leaving without the satisfaction of controlling her.
Little by little I dreamed of her power, I would wake up and touch her in the middle of the night, I dedicated entire days to her, we would go on escapades together and we would surrender to each other. Writing and I have had a passionate history of attraction and rejection that I want to reconcile with. With the help of a third party who knows her better, the three of us will surely have an unforgettable experience.