Warning language and content may offend some 18+
Dear loved ones, here it is another sunny day in Toronto, and believe me I am not complaining about the sunshine and the warmth. I have suntanned on the balcony for 3 days in a row and I think I am over doing it a bit. But I love to be tanned.
I am just going to blab about my day and this may not be of interest to you so I won’t be offended if you click off, no need even to like.
I decided to clear some stagnant energy by going through my clothes, trying them on, doing a modeling show for my daughter, then either tossing them in the recycle bin or folding them neatly and putting them back in my dresser or once again hang them in the closet. I entertained myself for hours doing this and I feel so much better.
I am very interested in clearing my space. I hate clutter. I do not practice feng shui in any strict sense but only in the aspect of ascetics, cleanliness and getting rid of stagnant energy.
The following slam poetry is a bit of stagnant energy that needs clearing and releasing. Thank you for reading (if you are still here with me). I love you. Hugs & Kisses, Summerhill Lane
Slam to the mouth
Slam to the ass
Slam to the cunt
Bruised but awakened
He shuts down
Back and forth they dance
She falls in love
His heart is closed and cold
She tries to leave him
He keeps her tied but untouched and unloved
She tells all
He tells nothing
In this way they grow and the journey proceeds
Painful and destressing
Always hoping but never receiving
She gives herself to others to ease the pain
It doesn’t help
Grief and release
Dimensions become plain
They join there and love
A sacred dance
Souls entwined forever
Illusive and without form
But sexy as fuck