Apart, they lived like separate entities. Apart, even from the self, under different little trees. Like snails in their secluded little hub. She gauged everything from a distance, as the little sub. Courageous, proud, protected from a wealth that spat rich. She, fantastic, warm, passionate, though could be a true fucking little bitch. Sacred from her thriving spirit, a colorful rave. All in all, a truth of self, a serving little slave. No robots, no Botox, purely a self, filled with authentic roots. Vary, from her bare soles on earth, sometimes heels, stiletto’s, or boots. Living from a trench, even though there are silks and lace. The layer preserves a beautiful slut, never engaging in any race. Her B is simply NOT just for burping, men and bitch fights B- stand for bliss, bondage, boobs, and Bass. Also for a million other, in its true existence, bare, in every existing night. B embraces her glory, sprouting into all of her being Endless facets and dimensions, not for the shallow, or those with restrictive visioning. Crossroads are never a hurdle in her view, simply an option to experience a new. From each little snail’s departure, alongside their avenues, each received ample nurture. At the end of that journey, they all reached each other at the point of the cross (road), which lead to a turning. Together spiraling into a new dimension Receiving love and attention. Without any labels, names, or gropes. Always hold the desires of your internal ropes. You need no Master, Dom, or Top. Being, who you need to be, excludes being, he's, have to be. Never are you a disaster, you simply are who you need to be, to find all of, your, me! All you need is yourself to journey and raise your awareness, your might, in every pore, night & darkness. Do not accept lights that flicker at the sight of the moon. Be your light, sharing it, when trust allows you the spoon. You simply are! The rest is labels, judgment, expectations, that, which lead others into an internal crumble. You simply are! You are YOUR BEST! Do not be anyone’s, lesser than your crest from your living light. Live proudly with your internal, humbled. Special thanks to the motivator of this morning’s work. V-M- Work Owned by Bitchonheat Written in 2014 Own/Documented/ Printed 11 December 2014. Dweller in the Cellar – Jason Becker - *background music* All rights reserved.