I only exist in the space of the other. My strength, my joy, my love - We are the moments we share.
I have no title, no absolutes, no fixed adornment. I am not submissive in the sense that it is in me and absent in another. I am what I am at the time that I am. I am submissive to all and to no one. I submit to the world in complete faith of its wisdom, acceptance, love and deliverance.
I cannot be defined in absolutes but can be labelled with qualifiers just for common understanding and no more - ever disrupting, ever changing, ever subsiding, ever becoming.
I grow into another and another. Or is it that I strip down to become less and less.
Jack in the box
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Well, I mean, you're both very attractive young ladies, and . . . . I mean, given the current circumstances n all . . . . I thought maybe we could . . . Ya know . . . . Maybe get a drink together. My treat.
What'chya say?
Jack in the box
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Antics aside, a beautiful song indeed Ms Cloud, thank you for sharing 🙏😘⚘️
Light be the pedals that turn the wheels to carry you home.