Clever words escape me. When I've grown too old to care I hope all that can be said about me is that I was sincere.
I tend to live outside of tendencies: when asked what kind of music I like I will usually respond "Good;" when asked if I prefer short or tall women I would say "Yes." Described as "vegan," I recently tried froglegs for the first time....
I'm a wordsmith of hieroglyphs and a very cunning linguist. I can wrap you in my words and lull you to sleep...or work your mind into a passioned frenzy. I believe seduction is a dying art but I refuse to let it go quietly so I'm giving it mouth to mouth every chance I get.
Though you may, I don't consider myself arrogant simply because I know that there are others just as good, few as they may be. I am just very aware of what it is I do well, though some may disagree.
Divine lines of caramel coated lyrics spirited up your spine supplying shivers delivered precisely along that thin line that divides love from hate; 'that was good' from 'damn that was great'; a very nice evening from the reason you woke up late....
Given the chance I'd balance the moon in my left and the sun in my right hand and hope
that you would understand just how esoterically perfect that would be.