ASTRAY BY CHOICE?



I don't like pink, blue, or any colors that will transgress my wide-brimmed hat
I like to feel free like a child that it looks at her body parts with inquisitiveness
Or
Like the old women ready to make love to a buble of soap.
And reality set into my traveling head.
Niña...fantasy is a nice place to be. Permit? I respond with a wind.
I whistie with my eyes close.

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