Dear Poetess, The Huntress

Dear poetess, the huntress I know you are probably male, so i know, you know, i have issues with males.. Sometimes i have issues with females to, rarely. I know you know what is going where, and to whom, i dear poetess abdicate on you not. Nothing is missed or mixed from he, to she, me to you, her or I. They live in Anthea's world. I have done a couple of things, nothing 'Evil, or bad. I told two females to shut up once and i think i pushed one down i was just starting to flirt, them into confessing, to you about closing doors, open doors. One female wants you to kill me, i know you could, she just can't wrap her mind around a good fl ave that is you..wink....wink.. I know yes, it is hard getting past the lust to the wrapper, some are just pixie chicks, long skinny sticks filled with loads of colored sugar.. Well, you know now, yes my confessions are boring, what about you and yours...? ...Please hurry me along to you. Sitting there as you do, and you look so fine, like the huntress, that it exudes is you.