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Identity Freeze |
Life was
simple There were boys and girls Girls wore pink and boys wore blue. Girls played with dolls and boys played with trucks. A green haze covers life Lines once clearly drawn are erased with confusion Virtue and vice! Cold as ice! Frozen in time! A chill runs down my spine History dictates who I am A marrying woman Divorce My spirit wishes to rebel I feel different Drawn to the "dark side" Called by liberty and independence Seduced by my kind Who am I? Who will I become? I no longer recognize the woman in the mirror staring back at me! Scared and alone Left out in the snow and cold I hope one day I can look to the warmth of the sun, stars and heavens. Right now Brrr, Brrr I am caught in an identity freeze! |
Finding
The Artist Within
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Staring
at a blank canvas
as white as clouds in the sky Closing my eyes Seeing a void Trying to find the artist within! Any medium will do! Clay Paint Chalk Beads Trying to find the artist within! waiting for my inspiration A muse to breathe creativity into me! Vangough Chagall Kinkade A black cloud of mystery engulfs me. Canít find the artist within! Sexual fantasies! Forbidden fantasies! To awaken the passion within my soul. Coaxing the muse to its full potential. Nothing at all You unbutton my shirt running your fingers down my chocolate brown skin Ice cold water glides down my breasts quenching the fire burning within my very existence! Unknown visions discovered beyond anyone's dreams. The silvery white snow melts to reveal a blossoming beginning I thank God and you for finding the artist within! |
Garden
Of Discovery
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Who
am I?
Who will I become? The world I knew is out of control and changing Where do I go? Who do I trust? Trying to calm down and think A thrill runs down my spine at the thought of the wrong sex! A cloud of blackness hangs over my world! A robin sings I close my eyes attempting to feel Godís sprit around me. A plea for guidance from a higher power He leads me to a place of reflection. Green, blue, and purple signify the coming of spring I go to the pool and splash cool water on my face. Trying to block the truth of my love! Help me! Oh my God! What if I am? What is happening to me! Am I going against Godís plan? Trouble breathing allows me to focus on my clammy hands Time to discover the truth about myself The mask of fear must come off! I touch my ring. Touching the cool silver to help me meditate. Tragedy must turn to comedy Think cool and calm thoughts Putting my face back in the pool, I see the reflection of a woman I thought I knew. Her face makes me shiver with realization Her imagine makes me long for a sexual experience like no other Forbidden, exciting I can hear my heart beat in my ears The end of my life! The end of my life! A dove flies overhead signifying peace In body and spirit embraced by a waterfall A rainbow begins my life anew The end of my life? No way! The reflection in the pool smiles back at me The mask of deception is finally lifted! Left is a garden of discovery! |
Dream State |
The days
are cold People scurrying here and there The red-orangish sun slows sinks beyond the heavens signaling the end of day. A chilling wind sweeps through the barren trees, like a house being swept into the eye of a hurricane. The sky filled with marshmallow clouds beckon to me to enter a world that once was Winters are damp Children dodging snowballs, like a cowboy dodges a poison arrow before it pierces his throat. Runners strive for gold Unaware of the rock waiting to reach out and trip them The world is now a dark and meaningless place Once full of bright hope lies eternally bruised. I live in a dream state Soft melodious music swirls in the blue waves I call home Tempers flare! The cutting and biting of pain engulf my soul Red hot lava courses through my veins The coolness of a kiss would alter me into my dream state But alas, I am forever caked with the mud of life. ough my veins The coolness of a kiss would alter me into my dream state But alas, I am |
The
Seduction of Chocolate
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Light,
dark, white, and bittersweet
This is something I love to eat. Bar, kiss, or on a sundae A masterpiece of cocoa! A symphony of tastes! Chocolate with nuts, chocolate with raspberries, and mint chocolate. A delicious desire and pleasure for every tastebud. Sticky, gooey, and chewy oysters may be used to arouse the sexual passions, however, chocolate is cheaper and alerts the sexual passions to be ready for a night not to be forgotten. Chocolate makes couples into artists allowing creation of forbidden fantasies beyond their wildest dreams. I can't wait for the seduction of chocolate! Lying on my back, creating a body treat Chocolate, whipped cream, nuts, strawberry sauce, and a cherry placed correctly. Brings a smile to my face Wanting you more than anything I believe in the seduction of chocolate! I pray for the seduction of chocolate! |
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