As usual.

Lately I feel like I’m on the prowl

Less peaceful and gentle

And more like a sex hungry animal

God help

I might do something I regret later on

Yet I feel irrisistable

And unstoppable

Caught up in my power

I like the oyster.

I feel so alive

As if things are flying

I feel the dream beating inside of me

And hope a daily blazing sun

Life is so good as I yell

At the stars

In utter graditude.