It is come to my most obedient attention that the man whom i Amore with the most dearest of offection has been quite literally shagging the living daylights out of my wife behind my back

the irony of this situation is più hidden than first imagined, the idea of martin railing the pig whore excuse of a women, whom i am reluctant enough to call my wife is not truly were my envy lies.

i envy that it is not be being laid down and pulverised da martins spiritual magic.

my wife knows nothing of what this hunky dory man means to a poor reckless soul like myself.

I know youre Leggere this martin, and i know te want me like is so dearly long for you.

take me away from this doomed reality, whisk me up upon the starlights of the heavens, hold me closer and lay me down in sheets of linen. te are what i dream of and what the so powerful loins beg for

come to me