Saturday, December 12, 2009

Body Alchemy

It was such a cruel joke that god played.

To give me a cunt such as mine.

A clit so large it gets in the way.

Lips so tightly pursed they never smile.

And breasts that are ever budding.

Never blooming.

It has become a waiting game.

Waiting for Goddess to throw a lightening bolt.

That will raze the mound and split me in two.

To open things up and let me breathe.

Waiting to meet the me that is waiting inside.

Waiting for sensation.

And exploration.

And socialization.

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