I woke feeling concupiscent. and sybaritic.
And I am alone.
and that is okay.
I want to revel in my own sybaritic Concupiscence for a minute
I want to wallow in my own sexuality and sensuality and beauty for a second.
I am taking time to LOVE me… to drink me in, get drunk on myself.
I have spent my whole life anticipating being cherished by someone. manipulating myself to conform to someones desires
recovering and repairing from losing myself in someones idea of what I should be.
Now… I am all about me.. and after a while.. i may share some of me…
but not right now..