In the midst of the mess I carry around because I never knew my parents who died at the hands of a mysterious man, there is the sweetness and strength of the love I feel for Sajira to save me.
She runs to me when at night I often wake up drenched in sweat after having yet another nightmare where a man wants to kill me and Sajira.
She is patient and caring, and I think someone else in her place would have already forgotten and left me.
But she wants to take the best and wants to take care of me in every way. It is extravagant and perfect. If today I am a new man it is only thanks to her ... it is said that you learn wrong and I have made many mistakes with women and with myself but now I feel in an artificial paradise. We are like the new Adam and Eve of the situation. Except that Sajira does not like to use the leaf and goes around the house directly without anything ... it excites me a lot especially when we are at the table and I want to lick it everywhere or enter the bathroom with her and lock it.
Now that I think about it we never did it in the bath tub it would be worth experimenting with! I will gladly offer it to you. Now she sleeps and snores a little.
I am reading Dan Brown's 'Da Vinci Code'.
Not that I'm an avid reader but I love the scent of the pages and the ink.
I would also like to read a book of HAIKU poetry one day ... surely Sajira will be able to help me.
I also fall asleep following with my finger a piece of paper from the book in which Robert is written, the name of the protagonist.
I stay like this and the volume falls out of my hand and ends up on the ground.
I don't even notice it, but it's freezing outside.