And I
am woman
of woman
of woman
Those who Love me
receive the prize
that soft, lush
succulence
between my
velvet thighs
Those who cherish me
receive the
finest cream
once it's on your tongue
you'll be spinning in
a dream
Those who unwrap
my heart
like a gift,
a libation
Will feel me
give my all
at the highest
vibration
Those who dig
With tenderness
to reveal
the secret root…
their reward will be vast
as my love
bears its fruit

The best thing about having
big dreams is that no one else has to believe in them for them to happen,its just you.
They're yours alone,your responsibility.
If people frown upon them,
That's their business
When you work towards making them come true,its for sure they aren't meaningless.
So don't give up!

when I last saw you
you said you wanted a break

from the grind of being apart
you pulled me to the floor

in a torrent of please
and be with me today

and I know by the lick of you
that every drop is true

and it's easy for me to play a part
*you are the flood I compare my tears to

Held captive,
by a silhouette.
A dim light,
Tracing her curves.
Raindrops dripping,
From her lips.
A wet sweetness,
I want to taste.

I miss you sea
I miss you in the morning
I miss your fingers
and the faces you trace
the faces you assume in sand
I miss the feel of you
cool on my skin
I miss the sting of you
but most of all I miss you when I sleep
when you whisper the most
I know you are there
you are a quiet chaos I  don't quite hear

empty shell, these hands, a praying whisper...
a dew glitter, frozen dawn, the bird flies.
waving branches, a single tree, so unclear,
empty shell, these hands, a praying whisper...
shattered threshold, rendered abyss, the skies,
blind hands, trembling flame, the river dries.
empty shell, these hands, a praying whisper...
a dew glitter, frozen dawn, the bird flies.

Life.

Life?

Time drifter.

And then,
then
- this.

**** it.

I am not fit for it.
I know I am not.

I can't breathe.

I can't breathe
either way.