Bee Chill

Captured by reason blown away into pieces. The rhyme in the song of life keeps me moving. Rationally fed through nurture. Driven by needs and surprised by the unexpected. Senses keep me hostage by carrying a positive rage to consume through my wants. It’s knowingly, willingly and able to. This is, was and will be…

Called by a smile, ran into his arms, skin inviting & tempting me, wanna touch, must restrain, my body resist to this delay, then he speaks my words & I surrender……….. 10-03-2016 _Driandayaba_

In order 2 sustain, love must B able 2 survive outside the bubble. It’s a moment in our created timeline, carrying insecurity as a name. It’s the boarder that pulls us in and out our comfort zone. It’s like sleeping with windows open regarding the weather. It’s not seeing the other in the flesh for…

We Crave We Ask Rewards Contentment Declines Acceptance. We Please We Offer Rewards Contentment Declines Acceptance. I Yearn I Take Content & Accepted.   –Driandayaba–

It travels on many pads and comes in many forms. Approved. Restricted. Forbidden. Seductive. Dangerous. Righteous. Confusing. It gives me a warm tingling feeling in my tummy and at times in other parts of my body. Is it a feeling or a thought? Or are they blended together? With wich one should I choose? First…