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My life has always been an open book. Let's keep it that way. No pretenses, no BS, all pure self-expression for the love of love, truth, honesty and justice.
I am an aspiring photographer, DJ, artist, writer, composer, singer, makeup artist, host, manager, educator, cook, explorer, traveler, certified diver, PCGA member, businesswoman/entrepreneur, full time wife and mother all in one - some I have done, the rest to follow in God's time c",)
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6/27/2007
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Make Eros
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Racing hormones threading the road to salvation Wanting release for that deep fiery emotion I thrust my hand up in sweet sensations Curl my fingers close to clutch the extortion Decide, my cranial majesty, decide For the fate of the toxic pleasure in you resides Let not the surge of gravity be against your tide Allow me freedom and let me hastily ride I grasp into nothingness in the dusk of night I searched and alas into a flesh my claws subside The shadows succumb into thy mighty tower's light Bursting in endless flames of fury and lustful high Be gone my fear for now in you I relied The strength and ardor swept me up with pride The pinnacle I've reached so fast in no time Yet prolonging my agony is what you have in mind Be gentle dear hunter as you seek for the treasure Deeply buried in the recesses of unending fervor Be kind and passionate to that gracious gift of nature And she'll be the one to lead you to her pleasure As such the master has become the slave The slave now musters the highness in her grave Covering her not with tombstone, wreath and gravel But the moist, warm rains the skies have unraveled From which sprang forth the out spurts of the dawn The seeds of the earth awake to a new morn Gone was the fear and hate in the stillness of the night But the remnants of the heat are bodies weary of the flight |
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