A Woman's Plight, Songs

“Spun Around” (Song Repost W/ Lyrics)

By Athena Stairs, December 5, 2025

I’ve been holdin’ on here
Comin’ tends to another year

Please don’t fault me
I’m feelin’ lonely

Every time I turn around
Fears and worries make a sound

When love’s intangible
It’s uncomfortable

And if my feet should leave the ground
Don’t hesitate to turn me ’round
‘Cause I’m fallin’ for you hard

Can we find a better way
There’s only so much I can say
When I’m loving from the heart

Where did you go?
And where do you roam?

I long to be with you
To start life over brand new

Why are we apart
What good is this for our heart?

And you
I don’t know what to say

‘Cause you
Take my breath away

Oh

When all I’ve ever known
Has chilled me to the bone

Oh

And I would choose a better way
Can you see me?
Come this day

Oh
Ah

Never in my life before
Have I wanted something more

And you
Oh
Are my dream come true

Don’t you see me?
Can’t you say
We can find a better way?

Oh

Every time I turn around
My feet keep slipping off the ground

Oh

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A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding, Nature, Vampiric Tendencies, Where Demons Tread

In Her Defense

She had not realized until now that her prior freeze shut down had been her primal instinct’s self defensive checking to make sure that he was serious.

Of course, he had thought (possibly quite rightly from his point of view) that his mere sudden presence should have been enough evidence.

But he had not calculated into his equation the true depths that ran between them.

A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding

Love’s Relegation

Every man that she had cared for in this life had turned love’s promise into a tease, a taunt, and a game of withdrawal’s withholding – resulting in her vulnerability’s eventual abandonment.

Whether close in person or half of a world away, they worshipped the chasm of distance to keep from expressing and experiencing her love’s healing, magical, and reinvigorating art.

Oh, they said they wanted it – sure….

But this was just to keep her giving them good attention while they left her hanging.

The worst part of this was that her heart, mind, and soul had been openly honest – but then were starved and whipped into a frenzy while she kept holding space for them, extending kindness and patience.

Eventually, she had to learn to protect herself from further injury, since not one would actually step up to claim her love and care for her, in return.

She’d had to close each door and exert her own resistance through distance.

But living without love had never been a good reason for any season in her belief system.

It created the feeling of living in barren wastelands.

A Woman's Plight, Myths & Legends, Where Demons Tread

Ever, My Love, It’s Always Been You

She had been searching…

Gods, for too many centuries long – how she’d been searching!

But she had only caught brief glimpses of him while Milenia called her home ever since the eruption between their worlds had cast them far apart from each other.

They had made a promise that binds before time’s dilation had shifted as it often does to new delineations.

Yet, they had encountered barriers causing such anguished despair as they fought their way to rediscover and at last keep it.

And then, she had found a method – a prospective way to bring him forward into their sharing a new reality.

First, she synced with a host body – though she had had to struggle along its growing years to remember why she had chosen to be born into its reality after conjoining.

She did recall that the eyes are windows to the soul, and so she would search for him in other men’s eyes – though she could not remember why or what she was looking for.

She just remembered a feeling…

And she kept trying – but with no success.

But then, one day, she heard a voice that infiltrated her illusions and reawoke her essence.

And her core felt a recognition that she remembered that she had fought so hard to believe in.

Could it be that her most beloved had found his own way back to her?

And was there still time for their reunion and co-reawakening?

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Heaven’s Gate

Along the river where willows part
Lying on a blanket blessed by stars

He wrapped his body around hers
Sinking to depths embracing love

Her eyes spilling over tears of relief
Mirrored his request to never leave

A promise both gave in bonding
Their souls through mortal coils

—

(You & Me, My Love, as I passed from dreams into today’s reality)

A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding

The Time Arrives

She was in a grocery isle, looking at garbage bags and cleaning supplies – of all things – and saw hum coming from her left.

Sunglasses still on to mitigate the bright overhead lights, she angled her stance more toward him and hazedly watched him approach, expecting him to turn and walk the other way.

But he kept coming, slowly, and was watching her carefully but directly.

Every step brought his visage more clearly into view as her mind scanned for attributes that would confirm his identity correctly.

Then he stopped right there, right next to her, not looking away – just as she held herself there, though swaying a bit from not automatically bolting away, herself.

He was ready?

They were ready.

To be real….

To figure out how to explain and discuss everything.

They were ready to face fears, together, with trembling relief.

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(This morning’s last dream before waking)