I’m coming into my own I’m coming home once lost at sea marooned by the desert in me grains of sand pouring from my eyes shards of glass...

you still seek me you still feed me you still hold me you still need me we don’t speak of your dreams we don’t talk of your feelings we...

dare to peer underneath the veil to witness the birds and the bees entangling themselves in an intoxicating dance an exotic scene unseen...