I embrace my sensitivity. My nerves and exhilaration. Being alive matters to me.
I howl at the moon and stomp my feet on the ground. Grunting my way into the kingdom of Goddess.
I skip down streets and dance around corners, flashing winks in every direction.
I love the extra stretches in my skin that tell the love stories of places and hearts conquered.
I hold myself and others. I caress and let my fingers spread sweet love juice across nerve endings.
I might be red hot or indigo, the depths of my magic are seen only by dipping and re-dipping again.
I pray to the darkness so that I may welcome in the light.
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