Meine Phantasie!

So, what exactly is it that I daydream about?

Michael Schenker, of course, but the content of my fantasies might surprise you...

I'm not going to say that none of my lovely daydreams about him are sexual. That would be an obvious lie. I'd love to run my hands over his pale skin, taste his lips, and all of that good stuff, but there are other levels on which I dream of us relating.

To just sit and talk about those things that trouble both of us. To get together and channel all of our combined pain, frustration, joy, and emotion into beautiful music, literally. I think that we could do it together.

I also feel a strong urge to protect him. From himself, at times; from others who would hurt him at other times. I want to hunt down every person who has ever caused him pain and make each of them pay.
A rather sick bit of fantasy, I know...

I look at Michael and wonder if anyone else sees in him what I do, something beautiful and fragile that longs for nothing more than to be loved...



I guess that what my fantasy is can be summed up fairly simply...
I want to love him in any way that I can.