Tonight (prelude)

Performing, Trix becomes divine. She is the god and goddess, timeless, encompassing the sexiness of both sexes and the beauty of all races. Her body can do anything. She wields herself like water.

When Trix sings, ideas enter our consciousness while we marvel at the artistry of her crisp and sultry voice. She captivates the crowd, captures and embodies the music, while I radiate in her glow from behind my guitar. With our voices joined, I express and soar like I never can alone. On her stage, I am a performer, and that is powerful.

When she’s not performing? Well…that’s not a distinction she would make.

Was it only a week ago she found me?




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