Intimate at all times.
In this moment, I am professional.
The transition is noteworthy.
No one is worthy of intimacy.
Or am I closing a door?
Leaving a door open?.!.
Leaving a door open.
Regardless, I know when to give it all away.
I do.
I prove it with every word I don't write.
And no one is intimate enough with me to get the professional censorship.
I say not things of hate.
I display my peace of mind.
And you can hear it!
I've given so much of myself away, that I need to reload.
Rebuild.
Recalibrate.
But inspiration knows no boundaries of fatigue.
When it's time to go, I go all out.
For me to be this intimate, and await the professional, brings out the promiscuity.
Promiscuity decreases your value.
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