love is pure and innocent. we allow our insecurities and selfishness to ruin it with overwhelming definitions and standards we can't meet. let love stand. let your spirit guide. don't allow this space to become cluttered and hectic like the physical world we cater to. the energy will tell you. love freely.
warm flesh energized with passion capturing youthful glances embracing what the body was considering feeling too natural, too easy knowing the mind is the key to endurance not speaking, just moving around each other resistance becoming weak he thrust his stiffness closer to her femininity silently asking to penetrate desire filled breaths she agreed he dominated she eagerly submitted this complete moment told her their oneness had arrived they were I the consideration he took into her she told him why he was man he showed her why she was mother they gave each other in sacrifice they were home
Once I insisted on punishing my mind for acts I knew to be wrong forgetting I serve a forgiving God, a healing God. I always claimed self love but allowed bad judgements to torture me. I discovered real self love. Giving me the untainted spirit a child has before they realize they are a she or a he, before they realize if they need big tits or a big dick. Like before the chocalote girl was told she was pretty for a chocalote girl, before the world offered its sweet poison. love thyself. self preservation is beyond survival but living with harmony and being fruitful. love. live. karma is love.