
waiting for my sailor to come home

Adventures in lust and wonder.
My intellectual curiosity leading me to an equally curious lover.
The charms of playful banter - hours spent on the phone.
The full expression of my feminine - divine and still girl-like.
To hold a hand twice the size of mine, a sea of wonder as the fingers intertwine.
Will you be my summer love?
A question old as time.
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What if the place we descent to makes us better?
What was first perceived as falling is now ascension?
I play with time, I hold her passing in my locket.
And when I fall, I open my amulet.
A light bursts forward - anicent wisdom pours forth,
And I am held in my hard work, and the work of all the women who have come before me.