"Shall I Stay or Shall I go?"
The hypnotic smell of honeysuckle on an unsullied spring night, engulfs my senses,
magically uplifting my soul to soar, and then hover above.
My subconscious self whispers, shall I stay or shall I go?
The most sincere spoken words ever heard by my ears
Making my harmonious heart dance and my golden eyes blaze,
My subconscious self whispers, shall I stay or shall I go?
The tender caress upon the nape of my neck to the tip of my chin
Guiding my sensual supple lips to his..
My subconscious self whispers, shall I stay or shall I go?
Feeling as if I'm wearing two uncommon shoes, one flat one four inches high.
Hobbling down the street waiting, for the matching shoe to fall .
My subconscious self whispers, shall I stay or shall I go?
Persistent memories of my past, cloud my mind of cruelly spoken words,
and painful blood shed upon my caring heart and delicate skin
My subconscious self whispers, shall I stay or shall I go?
"I shall stay," "And the past shall go"
By Priscilla-Mae
March, 2006
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