“I'm not a body with a soul, I'm a soul that has a visible part called the body.”
― Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes
Somewhere in a defamed street
behind the neon lights
De Wallen- the walls
amidst eyes and bodies
I looked for souls
the wounds of the heart
that we try to patch
with moments
of flesh
the wounds of the heart
that we try to patch
with moments
of flesh
Window displays
of bodies
and copulation
fantasy extended
beyond fanatasy
fantasy extended
beyond fanatasy
the voyeurs see mirrors
I see myself
clearly as a woman
and suddenly know
that the hands which
will hold me together
and the hands
that will grope
me violently
me violently
will often be the same
Life like a
LIVE sex show
pre-paid
no returns guaranteed
pleasure is subjective
Desire is a cigarette burning fast
pleasure is subjective
Desire is a cigarette burning fast
Right there along with
the rosse buurt
in the Zeedijk
a Buddhist temple
incense & prayer flags
and brief Nirvanas
I felt best
scattered in a
red light district !
red light district !