I'm good, chilling as I should. I'm relearning how to spend some time with me, learning new stuff, stuff I should've learned already.
I long the feeling of love magnified, focused like a camera on one individual's eyes. A daily mission of utmost importance, seeing my Queen smile. A mission if accomplished, brings compensation to my life.
A smile in return, reactions that make my frown turn, arriving with butterflies, they fly right in, less space for neighbors, so my body loses all memory in that moment... of my appetite.
I miss it all, but my hibernation made me smarter than the average bear, so I won't be a fool for some honey, and what I'm looking for can't be bought, so in a sense I can keep my money.
I don't find it funny, when they come with such dramatization asking for my time. Yet all it takes is that which they seek, so the true them can no longer hide.
Award worthy actresses, Grammy nominated liars, I won't be a prop in your play, nor will I let you throw me to your audience as prey.
By Paul B. Peddie
August 23, 2016.
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