I part the dawn with trembling fingers
Tentatively reaching for the pieces of my soul surrendered in fear
Atoms realign, beloveds kiss upon my damp face
Constant despite my malingering and tendency to keep falling
When I yearn for unification with the gleaming beauty of the stars
Remembering is sweet torture, rupturing dark tendrils of devolution
That threaten to drown hope in a sticky blackness of suffering
Yet this is what it means to be real among humanity
To let the diamond soul fracture in sunlight and remain
A beacon of truth unravelled as we descend and re-ascend…
Descend and re-ascend.
A smile, a supernova of bliss, as I embrace myself newly whole and utterly in love
The sea it called to me today. Beneath somber sky, layers of grey, my blue eyes muted, I watched. The waves rolled in, empty horizon filled with sorrow as I gazed waiting for ship that will not come. Those days are gone, my gods replaced, this world has changed. Empirical thought separates, souls are emptied and eyes flattened, consumed by greed. Yet there is sun ever shining above darkened clouds, souls still hunger for love and knowledge of living. Fire still burns within many to seek far beyond material offerings. The sea it called to me today and sweet melancholy found my heart aching to close the gap between oceans of time, that I could be home once again. Yet home is within and contentment can be gained knowing that there is much love in this world to be given and found. I will wait for the ship that will surely come.
Delectably exhausted, a lush day relaxing in my hot scented bath, a good read in my hands, yet there is an ache I can’t reach, something missing from the core of me. Eyes closed and drifting the mystery is answered as you appear with your sexy yet cheeky grin and loving eyes, dropping petals like promises in the bathwater, taking my aching feet to adorn them with caresses, sighing my soul clicks back into place.
Wind that ravages trees and sends birds to flurried flight. Wild flow of air invigorates my breath and tears my words swiftly to the sky. With winds vigor my words of longing wing to scratch at your window and slip inside to warm your heart.