Come after Me

Ouch!....Do the comments ever hint that maybe your just a little too absorbed into the books you read; perhaps callously inferring that you need to get a life!.....Um!...Obviously these people have no concept of the fact that you're actually listening to a story; simultaneously seeing its imagery so vividly in the cinema of your imagination - a little theater so to speak. A private theater where coincidently the randy sweet of my figments more is now playing - a stretch of such virtual reality when you're made to realize it's a snoop of a restricted view of characters enfleshed just a few chapters back - enamored of them now . . . ...So lecherous a reward of awakened sensations that its narcotic explains why your insatiable take, scrumptiously indwelt in all of us, is so important to you. And the languor of its affect can only be interrupted by the drums of drama; trumping its climate of dalliance, shenanigans, and rapturous behavior, to suddenly seeing the stream of remarkable depth become so venturous that the jeopardy menacing the passages start to close in around you, all to electrifying a feverish grab to die for. Anyways it's all I got since I know you're not so easily wowed.
Billy-John