I am NOT your victim. How high they are on their heels when I’m trying to reach for a never-seen peak. Love you but in your eyes I’m poor, poor/deprived of the values ”they” swim into and that I can’t scorch myself to get. I’m too extreme, a runaway. Would like to change and not to want, would like to paddle without bathing, would like to jump but not to crash. Look at me, look at me now, you know you count. Coward like many men and humans too, you save your breath for them, they on high heels- low hills but no mountains and no skies. A well bank accounted woman is what you need? Then speed, up the heel.
