Choto Mate Kudasai (please wait)

At once, a young woman’s head is turned by a force as old as time.
It becomes embodied ~
begs a sweet surrender.
All the days that follow
are beholden to this transformation.
The heart will ever be shaped by
the purity of that moment
when innocence, suddenly stirred by desire,
is met and quieted.
Isolated is the moment
when she identifies the one
who will be the catalyst
to her metamorphosis.
This one – will ever be the one.
THE one. ever will be. always.

for Randy

 

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