It's not the same as sugar,
not as sweet....darker
The first bite is always the best,,juicy..dripping from my lips
Breath deeply the virgin air...I am and still are living...
placing my hands on your breasts...I hear oceans in my ears...waves touch ..
I've missed your sweet smells and your blossoms..
love me for I have missed loving you.

Mirror

Have I tricked myself in feeling justified..
Pacifying the inner critic for the moment.
Heard her most of Friday evening ..chattering away about how I failed...
What I could have, should have done. Why I wasn't good enough...same rhetoric
Told her to shut up but she had already done her damage. I heard her.

Why cant I see the truth? Why cant I just accept?
Move forward, one step back...punishing myself for what cant be taken back.

My beauty tries to emerge through the mirror...so close...so ...so...close.

Pushing through..my heart bleeds..then mends a little...I see the tears of blood fall gently to the ground..
A flower pushes through with each tear..eyes in the mirror...I see myself.