I still

We both must fall in order to rise up again. Chase birds away and meet again. Dressed, but yet feel so naked. I also dropped many to save me. Who are we fooling? Its in our nature to change colors in order to remain in a different state. Build up a reserve to get us…

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…

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…

My hands following pathways created by genes & test of time. In state of trance encountering lines, nodes, bumps, bones, flesh & muscles. At times my mind drifts & appears with every stroke an image of you. How my senses followed your lines, nodes, bumps, bones, flesh & muscles. Body and mind aligned to fulfill this task….

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

My past shaped me into a proud woman. No regret what so ever. My present wants to mould me in something I’m not. Heartbreak lines appear. My future is a pencil line. I carry the eraser. -Driandayaba- 27-04-2016