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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