The Sun, The Moon

Since my reading with Christopher Witecki
I am reminded
Over and over and over
By the people I meet
By the stories I hear
By the actions of others
That this is my life
My one life
In this body
With this set of experiences
And I must live this life for me

Too many people answering to others
Too many people sacrificing their heartsong for others
Too many people getting lost in other peoples egos
I see it
As a little nudge
As a little eternal string around my finger
As a little reminder to me
To live my life for me my way
And to remind others to do the same

I finally feel ready
To swoon again
To open again
To share again
To be kissed and cuddled and adored again
I want so many flowers
I want long talks before long fucks
I want to memorize someone's face, back and hands
I am surrounded by gorgeous, lovely & sexy men
Alexander
Rockwell
Samurai
Horus (sometimes hahaha)
Etc Etc Etc
I meet new ones everyday
And I recognize new ones already in my life everyday

I adore m-e-n

And I have a little crush
On a little lady
Though I can be quite a vain creature
Tell me I'm beautiful and I just might fall in love with you
She impressed me
She was sharp & witty & kind
I adore w-o-m-e-n too

So many options
So much time
So much love