O Circle of Women! (Woman2WomanKentuckiana)

You, My She so INWARDLY friendily, in me partly, carry the slice mostly nice fill, fulfill, so in this while NO SECOND GUESS SO ME BLESS, comes smilingly, recognitionfully, that quite DerisionSLIGHTLY to mete repeat Meeting Men again; OK you hint of the better get together SERVES ME RIGHT, toward De Light finding HimSomeTime and Love Sublime may follow, fellow to fellow, MELLOW in the JoyGivenToBoysMyAge per haps, to wrap arms around Adam in MyEve in Him surrendering my body a-tendering whose price paid lies guy to guy where release so sweet meets a me gladsome gloriously gaily.

 I estrange: the gurl goes outa me, I change from terrain sans milk, Honey: funnything shrivels, gism yet dribbles tho' for the thought that She likes me in my flowered dress and best, She matters not for me to p in HerRoom 'midst cruds and bloods; we OfThePad make glad celebration that I, no longer guy, share of such lactation commensurate with Our Station.

 SomeWhere out There a woman wants to see me p sittingly, and None Here so appears, but the humanoid in brassiere LOOKS in TheLookingGlass, not darkly, not partly EitherWay a man leftover no more brother no more bother AND so Grand looks the Part of Hair ahead and below that grows Woman'd and it shows. SomeWhere in here, I the sissy I the queer feel but glow that I grow Woman'd and it shows. . . READ MY LIPS A-PAINTED PINK AND MY FINGERS AND MY TOES THAT HERE NEAR MILKS AND HANDLED O's BETTERMENT BETTERS AS I LINK WITH THE GURL I ZYGOTED IN PRINCIPIO LEAVING BEHIND THE KIND UNKIND, MALE-JAIL Y'KNOW!!!!! This woman in me SEE THAT now but'll p  sissy, YES beautifully.

 When I InMeaningWellHell try <See me, WellIntendedCisGuy?> NoReasonWhy <For the Heart-- <3-- {Rousseau said} has Reasons> & TheCops come again, injuncting no more be Friend, OK! OK! I say You win, OnceDarling; the starling I'm will do TheTime for said crimes OGirls! In my WorldWithEnd once again FingerPrinting Sin unfelonious intent meant I wend away so's on some NeverNextDay You's and TheCops assay to shoo me away with another JailStay. Such is the Way TheTruthTheLife to define MeaningWell's strife!

  Intense my sense is intense in the way impassioning world-ringing singing to brighten life's not-long day; 'tis no sin, I think, to so curse the brink that imprisons visions of such kind that sunlights the village's minds thus to call it love ?Why-did-I-say-the-Word? yet not absurd my wish to kiss before we're tossed into Death's Abyss. . .

 10.16.22pm1.34Sunday Face a little Fem; yet the man within whiskers whispers of his story, narrative of genetic gonzo proclivatives to male a me unwillingly-- for from the testy things twaddling tip-sy between and mean of me THERE glares a terrible tyranny, insolent violent that haunts me as FACE TO FACE interruptus makes no fake; this Fem begins from Fall from Grace, Adam's saddened sophistic seminality of first fecundity-- the Child of Eve in Her Eden, DISGRACE with furry man-remanded Face unhidden unforgiven whiskers on this looky Sister. . .

The boobs See? Show me droopingly @ Mirror Mirror against the wall the queerest mere-est morph of all who love; love makes MENTATIONS by me monstro monstrari monstravi the monster making from minus mountains: from the no thing I fashion a fancy phantom that flounders on the fact of flop. Yet should I stop the stopper of love's exlixing bottle THEN sin (so-called St. Paul's spoken) steps in AND Phun flees; sad sick psychiatry sez See? s/he's melancholy! Mind s/he left bereft jails cisMale for GrandestTheft: the Desecration of Soul in Whole, asphyxia and paraplegia of Imagination, Stagnation's end of life with strife unending of flop facing fact without a dream, dire dumb decease, self-willing Desecration. . . Mammaries thus make such milk morphology that queer-me 'magines mighty mystic Masterpiece always of love whose  end gives grief!