Lost Once Again

Lost Once Again

I’m lost, actually I’m hiding right in plain sight.

Hiding from what? Hiding from stress…

How did I manage to get into such a mess,

Hiding from life; hiding from stress.

A life, sliding along like on smooth ice,

Suddenly turned; to quick sand mud.

Sinking ever lower and lower,

When will I stop; will my head be on top.

Back to not knowing; who I am or want to be,

Back to not knowing…if to be a she or he.

The sensations of chiffon, satin and lace linger;

Intermingled with the aura; of lilac and lavender.

I have a longing, for the feeling of another,

Another woman, dressed like me in satin and lace

Her hands gently caressing my hair and face,

As I will them to travel to more a sensual place.

I’ve been this route before, now and then,

Not wanting to feel the touch of a man.

But longing to make love to another woman,

Woman to woman; savoring her offering of love.

Totally unconcerned with my own physical need,

Totally immersed with; pleasuring her every need.

Wound together in a flowing veil of, chiffon, satin and lace,

Kissing and rubbing each other in just the right place.

©January 17, 2014

D.D.