Starting collections for a rite of passage,
drawn in heavy laden carriage
my mind slips…

I don’t collect
I hoard
I purge
I diverge
I process
I repeat
I feel heat, ecstasy and pleasure
only pure

I take the ride
only for I to endure
pressure unsure
I pause
I caress the floor
who is this
the foreplay, the during, the after…
the exchange

I can’t…
don’t want to leave
I want to wallow in the moment
replay, play, rewind
do it again
do you again…
become lover friend
dream knight
savor pleasures
pursue until the end

undo and break bed…
break walls
rise and fall
strong…

pick you up;
combine them all
so I can taste and feel the sugarwall

sweets
call it just what it is
human bondage and fabric
I need candy in my moment
even tho I think I have enough in my mouth

I press…