Specialized society

Lacing my thigh high bootsProtecting me from the storm

Keeping me sexy and warm I walk long in stride Hips moving gracefully from side to side. Progressing me in life. Momentum in motion

My primal instincts can’t hide the wild woman in me. I’m a bone collector 

I ravish lovers And set souls free.

Loving unconditionally my children 

Living in the context of this drug culture teaching right From wrong 

Not from a hypocritical song

Just a pathway from rugged neurons 

Over sexualized society scarcely

Blessed I in this babylon where

Community organizes clash with my rave-nous assumptions Play on my ethics between right And wrong

Winds of change 

When the winds have changed and nothing goes as planned Bi polar up and ran with any of my sanity their rage brings out the darkest sides of my soul

Painful moments that go against everything i ever thought i was 

And everything i think i am

This is beyond someone reacting in a difficult situation

This is someone who is constantly in a stAte of shock abused 

battered 

triggered

Trying to make things work

Illuminating ruminating 

Beyond rumination,
I climb higher than the fog bank. don’t notice the earth quake or my heart ache.
Enter again
The nights of my dreams
love of my life,
Shaman of my soul.
Secret of universal truth Is…
We are all one…
Watch me dance

Through the horizons and rainbows
Grab my hips and pull me close. Dance with me through the dappled moon light in the forest. Touch the center of my beingWorshiping the ways of women.

Illuminate wonder in a timeless reign and ruminate nomore.

Ravish my body’s infernal passion.

Close your eyes learning external composition weaving the source of your dreamscape. 

The web of a pure existence over and over again .

Circling high

Time circles high Pushing through to what matters 

What matters most in this icy desolation Daughters of the revolution 

Sons of anarchy

All in chaotic bliss central to my location 

Central to the core of my beliefs 

Central to the Armageddon of 

my song, My rules, my choices

Who can stand by me

Holding the power of patience 

And dedication to family

Who can stand by me

Through acquisition and free trade

Selling humble wares

Witnessing the miracle of healing

And the erythema of harmony