Worthy
of this working out
The way that it was meant to be
Worrying makes being set free nothing more than a waste of time
Worthy
of him loving me for real
I have never stopped completely
He\'s telling me lately what I want to hear
But, he is doing it way too discreetly
I\'m afraid to fall again
It was pure Hell the last time around
His soul lifts me high up off the ground
Seeing him eye to eye
He tasted my tongue again
He felt my orifice pulsate against his phallic wall
Standing high and mighty like a champion
My little soldier
Territorial he has become again and it is magical to me
I want to be his everything
I am sick of playing opossum
Trying to lie to myself and everyone around me who could care less anyway, as I have learned
We have earned each other
By fighting our own separate battles for so many years
Our fears are the same, if they even exist at all
I need to tell him to catch me now because I am falling faster than the monsoonal rains of Summers end
No veil
No lies
No pretending
No jokes
Tokes from the bong that began our song way back in 2009
Seven years later, at the divine crossroads of love unending
Memories of a Pharaoh\'s time when he and I thrived in ecstasy
Golden manifesto
Upon the manifold of time
Onor
Sobodor
Mystici
Poseaum
Honoris
Beatis
Limpia
Amen-Ra
10/20/2016