Wild Wonder

I have jittery hands and a nervous laugh- one in the same

Loose emotions on the floor- to mop up and ring out- repeat

Mi amor, im out the door

Your besos sweet like honey- but never sticky

Skyscrapers of the jungle city- reaching for the moon- i hear the trees whisper love stories in the night

Cool grass between my toes- breezy kisses on my skin- the winking dew drops on the leaves

Tracing every curve and surface of your delicate pedals- smooth and cooling under my skin

Upon your request- my taste buds are exploding- to drink sweet nectar

To fulfill the natural blossoming desire, flowered by my intuition, an inclination

To bring sensation



Pain is something undesirable for everyone. It isn’t pleasant and does not bring joy. But I have come to the conclusion that I need pain.

Pain is necessary for growth. With pain I have learned to travel the paths that I have feared for so long.

I have learned things about myself that I did not know existed. Things I have always dreamt of. With pain I have fallen hard. An old piece of me has died.

Pain is not unique or different. But my own pain is unique because it is mine. Because my tears have felt the things no one else will know. These tears have freed my soul from my fears and lifted me.

I welcome pain into my life. I need it. Just as much as I need love.

My soul is more alive. More beautiful.

I have become the woman I have always needed to be. And I owe it all to my pain.