“Kisses and tongue on her lips will taste so sweetJust another stone laid on the road of her becoming a freak,            “Her clothing along with resistance has already been lostNow bare skin and open womb awaits the cuming...

Seems I dwell in between realmswhere each fleeting moment overwhelmsall that I once knew—beyond excuses or "just because" too. For there's a purpose I now sense,dismissing doubt and all pretense—a meaning woven in my days,a quiet compass in this haze. Wisdom...