Hi, I am Mystery. I walk in this world with a poetic slumber, that I am not understanding the emotional connections to. I write outside myself , and never recognize the feelings I have for a being I've never met. Which come out in my writings. As time progresses these emotions not only get stronger; but the writings seem to be leading me to my destiny. If only my spiritual self and flesh could remember why I am certain, there is a forbidden lover looking for me too. With a heart beat so strong that now, I'm just his puppet. And, his agenda for me...comes out in my poetry.