El sol

The sun kisses my body and tells me he’s my new lover

be with me tenderly

leaving elegantly then

coming back home

always

to warm breath and my brown skin

Self-sooth

There isn’t a wrong moment to caress yourself

undress yourself

explode into the ether

once more

become it all

made of pleasure and senses

sensations craving seasons

birthed in rainwater

rose water streaming down my face

between my breast

my own universe

and every piece of me floats off wandering

Muse

I wish to attract a muse aside myself..I feel like I’ve mastered capturing myself in many mediums. I know how to transmute my experiences into art. Showing my insides, being in admiration of my story and path creating personal masterpieces and whatnot .. Still I have always been captivated with the idea of being so inspired by another being as I am by myself. The passionate flow of needing another to express such a need, or being in love with a beings being so much that my creative waters just overflow in imagination. Hmm in due time perhaps