Today at work someone ordered a half black, half passion tea. It’s another one of our customers favorite drinks and we had been trying to come up with some silly funny name..but my shift supervisor-ever practical–suggested Black Passion. I like it. The last few days I have been in deep touch with my sexuality in a way that I have never experienced before. I feel as if I am being made love to constantly..being made love to well. There is a steady hum of joy. I find myself smiling, like when you’re in love with someone and you can’t help but smile when you’re thinking of them. Like that. I feel beautiful. My birthday is tomorrow. The end of a long cycle for me. And the beginning. And in the beginning..
“man I’m loving this peace..” -One Tribe