Once again after a lengthy and gushing nourishment of his body and mind, I return to this mask of myself. Sunken eyes and droopy cheeks; a hollowness that overwhelms the spirit. The insomnia of separation from a man’s thunder. When his shoulder hooks my head, and tweaks my worries like soft bread. The mind that […]
THE PAIN A MAN FEELS WHEN TAKEN FOR HIS MONEY, IS Equal to a woman taken for her sexual pleasure, and nothing else.
MEN WHO TAKE ALL LIFE IN THE BODY OF A WOMAN- WILL NEVER KNOW THE WOMAN OR LOVE.
I THINK HE WAS ALWAYS OUTSIDE OF HIS PERIMETER OF FAMILIARITY. I AM NOT A COMMON WOMAN– SOMETIMES LIKE TONIGHT I WISH I KNEW HOW TO BE.
LOVE isn’t about holding on, it’s about letting go. That kind of love, the physical need, physic release, it cannot last.