I got carried away
Just a little bit
I think that it went with the ending of the monsoon
Drank into the oceans swills to mix with the Mother Moon
In Her waning away to Her ebony
A time for a sycophants ecstasy
A passing in the current chronology
To reflect upon our reflective properties
To meditate in pose
No juxtapositions
No questioning
No time to get carried away again
No need to let myself fall so far backward
No honor to fall into trance
No deprivation to be burdened upon outside forces nor to be kept in taboo
The reluctance within
I need to get moving forward
To let myself be courted by all of these beautiful men
They can buy me things as well
For once, I think I am ready to be pampered
Spoiled rotten
Now that I fell, I may as well stay fallen with the exchange of something staying rock hard
Wishes
Granted
Discarding painful memories
Kisses on my forehead
Caressing me from behind
I need to feel that electricity that gives me the spark of life again
I am going to be like a blossoming vine
Prancing around the city as scantily clad as I can possibly be
I want to be pampered
To set myself free to love...
6-28-2016