make sure your laughter
isn't of the kind that shoves
you back into yourself
I'm feeling like an old lady babying my nervous system and at the same time like a kid taking things apart and discovering new worlds. I grew up in relationships that were built like the Babyl Tower - adrenaline equaled excitement. Except for a few calm moments I always chose threat & survival as passion & love. But now. Now I know from the deepest caves of my being that calm can be thrilling. Safety can be erotic. Stability can feel intoxicating. I've found a huge space in me that's all pleasure, and now I'm going to decorate it from my own source of seductive, quiet, exciting creation. Maybe I can even contract and expand in the same moment. Let's see what happens.
That killer is cute
I thought
and shook the walls
with laughter
That's all I've ever known -
adrenaline
Time to flip out
into erotic calm
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