In a past state; ever find one's self overwhelmed in reminiscing about a Nostalgic thought?
And whose to say permission is needed. To lose one's self. In a sporadic moment of one's non selfish thoughts. Are maybe a physical state of yearning about a pastime event. It's this stimulating emotion that tingles and for a desired touch. In place of sacredness mesmirized in a mindset of peace, tranquility & calmness.
Internal Peace awaits in one's self. As we are the influencers over our own human bodies and human thoughts. We Allow ourselves the freedom to share power through energy over each other. We breathe independently. But grasp for air separately. We release of toxic and restrained energy on each other. We operate this body like a moving vehicle. We are mentally hungry; to be fed through each other's tongued pallets of conversation. We control the motion of our eye lids to open and rest. We possess the power to reflect on every crevice of one's self. We rise up to this heart beat of an alarm clock. We are of contrast in many colors of this skin we; cover up in. We posses these pair of hands to pamper and caress each other. We are filled with many but the same human emotion. This blood of one color red runs deep in our human bodies.
So what in comparison seperates us in being human. Is it in those Nostalgic stares and thoughts; we share in common of one human desire. The 1 emotion between each other as female and male. A woman and man. Is to feel desired because we are the natural curves and physics that makeup this beauty in humanity.
