Full Right to Live

This is what happens when you sip the cup of full right to live.

Deeper, purer honesty, and words, you kiss me like you’re my last lover. I savor the flavor of you on my lips and wait for you on the hour to give you the best of me.

This stained-glass beauty knows the real thing, when the sun bleeds and the laughter trickles in, creating rainbow-painted shapes on the insides of these temple walls.

Inspired to give, undressed to express the colorful underneath, courageous and free.

Space is liberated in my mind over time, opening up to a finer kind of wine. Will you share it with me tonight?