Pampered

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