Freegrandmaa

This is what I want — my loves and my sovereignty.
I told him to please behave so we can keep seeing each other. He promised he would. I hope it’s true.
I do things that make me feel good.
I love myself with explosions, tension, and discovery — endless discovery.
Making sure I put myself first.
I feel my inner and my outer all at once — walking anywhere, walking fields.
I feel it all the time, and it’s electrifying.
I can shape, mold, freestyle my life.
It’s magic — pure magic — crystallized in kaleidoscope light.
I felt the alignment of my insides, the bricks of my muscles stacking, solid.
I feel my infinite with every breath,
when I have his attention,
when he hangs on my trail of thoughts.
He whisked me away. He ran me a bath with oils and epsom salt.
I soaked. He brought me a pillow. I read.

I thought I knew you
but I only knew myself
I’m a selfish lover
I can spend a lot of time in my head
I can never know what I got till it’s gone
I didn’t understand
That’s what got me
maybe I was overthinking
imagining
tuning it to something I wanted
I get it

Bless the man

that fills my cup

as best as he can

nestling his lips into my palm

there is no end to his devotion

his raspy deep quiver

I breathe I’m

locomotive

criss cross

I drink sprite and brandy

He doesn’t understand me

but he can see

he notices

and nods at me

with a wink and an air kiss

I wonder what it’s like
to need someone
to want
to fully merge the self
in a game of predator and prey
to be prey

I wade
within the union of opposites
I birth with ease
in this sweetspot

I really want all black clothes
Rings on all my toes
My cute button nose
My heart on my sleeve

With a certain closeness

comes a blurred space of birth

That steadies and is fragile to touch

A well known power

But there

suddenly I have strings too

Oh no

I must rid myself of strings

I must control myself solely

My habitat is movement

I came alive in motion

Most times

I’m a moment of closeness

Grasping my waist and form

Wholeheartedly

Formimg

to be free

I can’t control

what they see

And I don’t break a sweat

cause I’m seeing too

I keep these types of things to myself all the time

Like how they’ll see everything

.

Oh,

no good is that