She's a Freak

She's a freak.

She's the Twist'd Sista' of my heart

and the heartbeat of the Rivers of Life.

She takes as she pleases

of her walkabouts at will.

She's always found one stairstep down

and then two ever so smoothly back.

She's a timer in Time set twice again

upon randomized timers tuned to flights of

fancy and the weavings of thought.

She's a D/&/s sensatee / and / sensator,

moving to the far limits of her

ability to feel, experience;

and then, journeying to the transcending beyond.

She's a freak.

She is the nurtured Sista' of my heart

and; the rivers of the heartbeats of Life.

She's my quicksilver rabbit of kindness and goodness

and of the deepest of trust.

She's the song of drink and smoke; and too,

ageless reflection in the echoes of laughter and dance.