In all equal parts,
I am hippie-gypsy heart,
And Dior pumps.
I am Prana. Asana. Savasana.
I am sassy, sexy,
And stinky mommy.
I am energized,
I am exhausted,
I am clarity,
I am confusion,
I am wild,
With a schedule.
I am rip my clothes off,
And not tonight.
I am take me far, far, away,
With a curfew.
I am vulnerable,
And guarded.
I am, I need help,
And stubborn.
I am grounded,
And a million miles away.
At the end of the day,
When I am finally alone,
I light candles,
I meditate,
I pour a glass of wine.
I am me,
I am free,
In all equal parts,
I am hippie-gypsy heart,
And Dior pumps.
Oh that is clever. I love the feeling of balance, like a scale that you pertray. Yor a great writer!
ReplyDelete...and so perfectly blended.
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