How free?

How free does your imagination flow?
Does it flow like water, unchained and magical?

Mind Pleasure

I feel passion swirling, rising, and manifesting physically in my body...
In my mind, my soul...
I find myself closing my eyes and letting the pleasure was over me...
In and out of me...
The mind is a lovely place

Let Go

Emptiness,
Numb.
Emotionless... how incredibly immature to even feel this way?
I have grown so much... thrived so much, yet find myself back, or on my way back, to a place I've left long ago...
A place of drowning ...
A place of shimmers of hope...
I simply want to let go.