My Bossom! Poem by Flencirose Basera

My bossom churns!
My heart aches!
A kind of pain that hurts so deep inside me!
My body is telling a story!
A tale about what used to be,
A need, a desire that once was quenched
Well now it is but just afading story
Reality is pain
A craving that is so deep but so enveloped by control!
What am I to do I'm just me!
Can I?
Should I connect with another?
Can I stop judging myself?
Will I be judged by others?
Will it bring more pain and suffering?
How will I ever know?

'Pipi'

July '09