Count me in your clouds.

Number me your pointless words.

List how much I want and need your body next to me.

While I can not ennumerate all the times your mouth to shut.

When a digit of your embrace would have clung to me not as a memory but of the experience of our lust for free.



Yellow is the sky

,after I read your eye.

Brown shall be

the one to make me

Love your “I’s”.

Black could be my heart,

Knowing only.

You can never touch,

The things I want for me.

. . and the

sun did shine.

moon rised.

light loved the dark.

Am I supposed to be the one,

that I am to be.

Once the mystery of yours was,

now none lives every step of one can.

Far away from my galaxy to your neighborhood,

a nice and lovely worst enemy of mine.

So, my ox.

the moron who justifies all of the one,

position will always judge all of my fallacies.

Here is my Windows phone.

Care to take my selfie in your place.

Can we never stop all of our insane loving grace for each other.



®Artsydhude 97-19


My dearies,

Annie, Diana and my beautiful baby Prunella.

The Past was the most loving life you made me realize you three were the ones that made it complete.

Annie my anxieties, you are mine to cast tomorrow and the most alluring shame of mine.

Diana of all bittersweet depression. You and I always make love of my misery and innermost pain. Please keep the blame we gather and spend most lovingly.

Prunella, my sweetest pasts that lies to begin that won’t ever end. You will be my vampire queen that sucks me into those depths where my own leviathian of my assumptions that never fled of my own flood.

Sincerely yours.




Fan-na thic.


Wonder Woman, Diana Prince, princess of Themiscara. Daughter of Hippolyta.

Second in command of JLA.

DCU, DC comics