One Life

One Life


In this one life I have, 

I love what I love. I go after it. 

I am awake and alive and taste, 

take, try, leap, jump, roll 

and rest, pleasure, enjoy, I

live turned on. Always- It is my

birth rite. 


Words pour out, secrets inside. Puzzles. 

Like pieces, shards of ripped up

love notes and codes. Secrets too 

shameful, private and unrelatable. 


Keep them in, but pleasure says, no

let them fall out where they

may. Speak however it comes out

of you. I celebrate your courage. 

Yes! 




 

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