Muser, Writer ~ practicing storytelling like Hendrix did guitar.
Wow. This is a total move that the powerful make.
Picture this: You’re in bed, half naked already, your hand a trembling bird, nesting at last in the robe-veiled small of her…
I look at his face, and I’m convinced this is what’s going on upstairs.
You never finish anything.He said it often, taunting me.
If it wasn’t in RP, this could easily pass for Song of the Pimp…with DJT, maybe it already is.
How can I love somebodywho could love someone like me?But I love your adulation,as you can plainly see.
Thanks for letting me leave you my unsolicited opinion Ré. Yes, better to not be misunderstood on an important subject like othering. I’m with you. ✊🏽