i want it all
my cake, and the icing on it
and i won't apologize
for my desire
to speak freely
and i won't apologize
for what i do, or think, or am

i live my life for pleasure
for the joy of it
for the sex of it
for salty wind over ocean waves
for desert sand and newborn flowers
i seek out the best of everything
and i sample it
i taste it all
i roll around in it
and i revel

i live my life in sensuality
everything for pleasure
for the touch and smell and feel of it
and i am happy
i am ecstatic
i am
probably
happier
than you

"i want it all"
i tell the universe
and it tells me that i have it
that i have it
i have him, and her, and you
it's my cake and the icing on it
and i savor it
it melts upon my tongue
like wishes

yes
i want it all
and i have it
my cake, the icing on it
(and maybe your cake
if you're not finishing it)

i hurt no one
when seeking pleasure
i live for art, and beauty
and that's better than most people
who spit the word "hedonist"
like poison

and to them, i can only say
at the cost of no one
without dimming the sparkle in someone's eye

i am happier than you



i am happier than you