this Rio river

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this Rio river

i forgot it's nameit's called a river

but it's just water

flowing through all rock

deep and awesome rock

it's a peaceful creek
you think
but you don't see that it is thundering down just a few feet away you don't see that my life is about to change all i had about to evaporate the spray it does create

i am sculpted in the rock

bathing

bathing in cold water

when the sun is hot

When i bath like that i feel totally refreshed, but it's not that easy. The old self is still me. Yesterday the sun did come out in this cold land where i live. And last night i felt sad, since a long time. I realized i still hold on to my old fear, of the need to be looked after, that i cannot do it myself. I see other women who live either alone or with a partner, but they stand independently in a way.

I am the child, i love to laugh, i love to love, to play, to be the sun, i know i'm clean, as in totally Innocent,

you stand there on the other shore

you rub me dry and warm again

flushed

sunshine

sunshine on my body

laughter in the sky

the river giggling

oak trees

blessing me

it's us girls that are giggling, only here i 'm shy to say, that i love male company

all these men i meet

they're so incredibly sweet.

flushed

a fluttering butterfly

the path I'm on

you know

i know

i am all sex

that's all there is to it

I love to make love

i love to love

i love to be loved

and i know

there is many ways to love

and it's not all sex

but sex is a good one

you know it

and i do too

click on
Friday Flash 55.....

on the edge

living on the edgei look at me

there she is

what is it that i like the places that i like?

the sun baked rock

underneath bare feet

skipping stones

to reach the edge

no fear

inhabits me

when i am

who i am meant to be

me, me, me

As i have been away for six weeks, now back home, it's like starting over again.
So here i am!
I start with being me.
This photo shows me,
totally who i feel i am......
So whatever you or i were thinking before, this is it, blue skies and white rock inclusive.

uncovering

my body is startlingly dark

against the white world

now here at home

more than a month later

the white not the white mesa

i undress slowly

outside the window more snow is slowly falling

my body is surprisingly equally tanned

a few broad bands on my feet from sandals

two thin white lines on my belly

my breasts slightly whiter

I guess it was not a dream