Who am I?
Am I a guilty pleasure that just resonates in this male shell?
Am I a prisoner just left to rot in a cell and never be broken out of?
Am I an imaginary friend he needs when no one else is around?
Am I a substitution for a desire that has not yet been fulfilled?
Am I someone on the side that gets turned to when he can’t find pleasure in himself?
the answer is simply this…
I am the other side to him.
I am his confidence, his thoughts, his emotions, his weaknesses.
I am the one who keeps his heart beating and shows compassion to those he pity’s.
I am the one who tells him to love, care, trust, confide and keep secrets with.
I am the one who refutes his super confidence and keeps his shyness in full flow.
I am the one who constantly talks to him when he looks at other men and women.
I am his inner beauty, his radiance, his desire, his pleasure, his erotic dream.
I am beautiful, I am gorgeous, I am sexy, I am confident, I am energetic, I am powerful.
I am everything he is not.
And yet he only allows me to be free when he desires it.
He believes he controls me and yet inside I control him.
We are one but yet we are two.
Who am I?
I am the woman inside 💋
By Stacey Danvers xxxx