Playing dead

Image by Engin Akyurt from Pixabay

Tightness grips my chest

Breathing slows

Hands on my breasts

Am I here?

Am I alive?

My hands go lower

My tight abdomen

Is bloated with guilt…

Another original by Sandi – O’vehlu

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A Hard Find

Kicked around all over the ground

It’s the sweetness from your lips

your salty glistening

sexy sips

what is this?

what did I miss?

here, under my rock

not a sound

not a hiss,

what is this?

What the heck, it’s all so strange;

those foreign

moments of bliss…

Listen to the rest on Anchor

Many blessings folks – be good to others, be good to yourself. Sandi