"Autism & Memoirs of an Old Maid"…C'hele's Story

May 14, 2007

“Real Ecstacy”

Filed under: Poetry — C'hele @ 01:41

“Why is your handdown my throat,

stirring my soul into submission?

Cant you feel it?

My heart is already full

and wants to feel

your hand expand

to prevent me

from

exploding

into

a million

pieces

of

ecstasy.”

(by C’hele)

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