Gyoza; Japanese style dumplings stuffed with chicken + pork, served steamed. Room 112 where the players dwell.
I taste them.Read More
I see you, beautiful black woman with your eyes diverted as to avoid contact.
“Beauty is always strange.”
I hear you, validation hunter.
“I will protect myself from imaginary enemies by repeating saccharine statements that misrepresent reality.”Read More
Cauliflower Tacos w/ Strawberry Mango Salsa, I taste them.
Peony, apricot, orange and bergamot, I smell her.
House is still; no music, no tv, no kids laughing (or complaining), I hear the silence.
Eyes closed, I see The Future; the physical environment, who will be there, the sights and sounds. I see you.
Feels like weight has been lifted; my arms, legs, back, chest, stomach... You feel me?Read More
Sexiness behind a short sleeveless gown, I see you.
Lavender fused with sweet, creamy vanilla early morning kiss(es), I taste you.
A hand on leg, a foot touching a foot, I feel you.
You feel me?
"Honey can you push the air up?", her voice is like melted caramel, I hear you.
A forehead kiss... Baby ButterCreme, I smell you.
The love she exudes is amazing, I just yell "Fly Woman Get Em'"
I Can Hear the Trees,
Aloe Vera Pulp,
Head tilt, shoulders, arms, torso, hips, legs/ stride, ankle/ feet.
Perfect running form.
A process of mental rehearsal in preparation for some challenging experience; it involves creating a mind movie (that is, visual, kinesthetic, and auditory fantasy) and making the imaginary experience conform to your plan. This creates the sense of having already been through the experience when it occurs and reinforces your confidence in the outcome.
Tonight, I see myself in The Future.
NBA on ESPN, players playing
A gust of wind pushes through, wind chimes chiming
Coconut oil fills the air, The Future moving closer
Black, leather iphone case adds weight & comfort [rotates to landscape]
Last bite of Break Fast for dinner; tomato, cheese & egg [white] on wheat.