I am discovering, uncovering, perhaps recovering parts of my Self in "scene.
In a thudding moment, the warrior in me calls out - Is that all you've got?
You can't overcome my strength.
In a electrical jolt the brat in me sticks out her tongue and says - na, na, na, na na. . . You can't catch my surrender.
In a moment of claws, teeth, or metal the erotic damsel in me cries out - Ahhhh, my lord, I am yours. More please. . .
In a stinging moment, the slave in me whimpers saying - I am here to serve your pleasure
When I am allowed to or encouraged to, I dance. I, the sacred dancer of energy, dances the pain, the impact, the moment, the movement of Eros, the movement of life.
There are so many ME's inside me. Each a longing to give something different. Each a longing to receive something unique. Each hungering to be fulfilled in this life and to support the fulfillment of others.
It depends on my mood, food, health, your hunger, my receptivity, magic, mayhem. I am a Harem, and a sacred circle. I am an invocation for presence, and an evocation of authenticity. I am.
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