Dimly lit and sleep deprived Aphrodite's curse and blessing Hums like the embrace of a lover And its ecstatic affection Is a comfort between dull moments Uncaring and cold Just how I adore them
The bottle The hum The dream Addictive Meaning less than nothing And more than everything
The walls have ears But my bed has arms And it holds me tight Like my chains Love debilitating and wrong
I find myself lost in the sheets again Venus has her own curse And I have my blessing And we both suffer through them
I hold her to my chest She is perfect In this moment I blissfully forget All the rigid 90's concepts About sexuality Heaven forbid we be who we want to be All the strict social standards Demanding to be met The heterosexual marriage The kids The house The picket fence It was my ideal 90's dream To be a suburban queen Funny how a dream can turn into a cage A man who vows to love you can turn on you with rage Holding the girl was the perfect escape From a place gone stale with pain I hold her to my chest She is perfect When I am with her I am who I am meant to be I throw away the picket fence I wave my flag I don't have to pretend I hold her to my chest In this moment beauty is everywhere In her embrace I finally feel safe Holding the girl erases all the shame
holding the girl erases all the shame 💜🌈💜
How many people have I known; taking them into me, speaking that universal, ancient language of intimate bodies. All the beds I've slept in, all the hands that have felt me move as I dance the age old dance.
My journey finally came to its bitter end I fell to the ground and deteriorated I slipped deep into restfulness of soul Surprisingly up from my after pile A beautiful fungus forms My wormed over residual self From the ashes reborn This is my new breath! Order out of my Chaos ...............
