(Random thoughts over my sexuality)
I blow dry my pumpkin head. I pluck my non identical eyebrows. I pull up my skirt and watch my unsexy knees and wonder again; good that knees r not a tool to weigh woman sexiness.
....To be continued...
I slap and I sin and still feel great about myself I break and I win, I lose and I grin I pour magic to empty shadows I spread light on dark chins I tear up silver rivers and scream treasures I kill with my madness I fill more fantasies I dare to walk naked than burying my own fears And when I wear my sun of tears I crack down smashing my weak deers I walk up breathing back coz at the end of my track; I keep the faith in Me.