someone in the room asked, "what is one thing
you would want to change about a girl?"
she turned her gaze, with a wine glass
wrapped in her delicate fingers,

"To be a woman."
her answer instigated the audience,
some stared at her, puzzled and confused
some who understood her,
looked at her intently intrigued.

"I sense a charisma of Athena,"
a witty man approached,
showing his well-sculpted physique,
"you're silver-eyed and daring."

she wasn't one for flattery,
"She's Helen of Troy,"
another man walked, cornering her
"bringing armies to heel with a turn of her head."

she flashed a daunting smile,
sipping the remaining blood red wine,
"I am no goddess, but a woman;
because to be a woman, is to be undefined."

IA

What is it's meaning?
I may never know,
I may have to keep dreaming
And let it flow.

Flow through my veins,
See it from afar,
Unshackle its chains,
Allow it to bruise and scar

Through flesh and bone,
Head and heart.
Ruptured then sewn,
So I don't fall apart.

Back and forth it goes,
All through my head
Like beatings and blows.
Exposed on the bed,

Vulnerable and raw.
It plays on my mind,
I watch it with awe.
It cannot be defined.

Uncertainty is rife,
While some may panic,
It is here I thrive,
Neither worried nor manic.

I trust in the universe,
I know it will be right.
While this may be adverse,
I choose to see the light.

They say love is the equivalent to the air that gives us sustenance.
 It keeps us alive

What if that love become addictively toxic
Calling from the seductive abyss, it whispers your names
When the deafening silence is screaming
In the dead of the night, Your truthful minds in control
Pictured in a montage of guidance
You can know longer hide, a piercing uncensored truth
your hearts true feelings, saddened breaks down and cry

You love each other wholeheartedly
This is without an ounce of doubt
The unspoken truth is
 You both know you sinfully bad for one another
This will never change, from this waking daydream you want to completely breakout

When you love, He hates
A constant cause and effect
likened to aphrodite in the heat of summer
the passion is so raw, you believe you were hexed

One moment you both vindictively breaking each other down
The next your clothes get strewn to the floor
Getting lost in a lustful haze
Yet both having one hand on the door.
Hungrily taking in every taste and feeling every feathered touch
This crazy love is what you both crave
Your soul lustfully thirst for
A hungered desire that's never enough.

Sometimes I feel invisible.
My surroundings consist of barrier reefs
And schools of exotic fish.
I am just a guppy in saltwater.
Out of place and out of mind.
And yet visible and more than often declined.

Where do I belong?
In freshwater or the sea?
Why must life be so hard for a saltwater guppy like me?