Once the nectar of true rawness has dripped from your lips its sweetness enveloping your mouth a lesser fruit will never satisfy

I am not a doll something to be taken off of a shelf played with when the mood strikes I am not a robot programmed to turn on and off at your whim I am not a toy something for temporary amusement I am a flower an organic, living thing Without care and attention I wither and die An orchid only blossoming under meticulous conditions and care My desire does not turn on and off like a switch it does not emulate from my body or your empty words breathed softly against my ear It be

A woman in her power is wild, unapologetic and free. She does not shrink herself to conform to anyones ideals of beauty, manners and behavior. She lives life by her own rules which are guided by her inner wisdom and sense of morality. She does not need to be told what is right or wrong, intuitively she already knows because she listens to her inner voice. She is not defined by her partner in life if she chooses to have one. She is her own entity. Admired by many, misunderstoo