It is high time we liberate each other,

even the ones who aren't like us.

Note: This piece is grown-up, inspired by a tryst last summer.

“Good morning,” a long-haired dreamboat kisses my forehead, then flies away on motorbike. The chiffon dress falling off my body makes me feel like I’ve just performed in The Nutcracker.

We were awake through the night drinking champagne. Nevertheless, I must get up & place the intimate objects strewn about (a harness, etc.) back in the top drawer of my dresser.