We are running after her like dogs panting and salivating at the mouth
We can almost taste what she can give us
She is in our mind the perfect lover, if we have her we would be all powerful, happy, respected, admired, fulfilled, rich, and most of all adored.
Dogs doing tricks to try to get her attention, that if only she might see us our lives could be changed forever.
Once we have her though the real work begins.
How do we keep her? How do you get her to stay loyal and not run off with the new dog in town?
What happens if she leaves? who or what can replace that bitch-goddess success?
What happens to the life whose happiness is solely in her hands?
She can be amazing, uplifting, and change lives but, she can also be a bitch! abandoning you, breaking your heart, disappointing, and full of illusions.