Some people run,
Some people take photos,
Some people paint,
Some people write.
No matter what,
They’re our prayers.
They hold our truths.
They’re forms of Love.
{just me, thinking about what i am}
Feelings do dare
Feelings are not like You or me
They are not like us
We reach for the ocean
And there we sigh and dream
At the sight of the sunset
Feelings won’t stop
On the steep edge of the cliff
They do dive
They do swim
They sail
Then they take off
Till they touch the Sun
The Wait
Waiting is an expression of Love
Waiting is a form of bondage
Waiting is a silent prayer
Waiting is a proof of caring
Waiting is turning every instant into a gift
Waiting is valuing what’s worth for us
Waiting is offering
Ourselves
Proudly
Not a baby She is
Not a quadruped either
She’s a woman of class
She is spirit and brain
Yet She crawls on the floor
Purring rawring and begging
Begging powerful Queen
Unique to Her Love
To seduce Her again
And again and again
Unnecessary dance
To gift herself to no end
To the One who deserves her
In no shame but full pride
Shining full of her beauty
Shining full her devotion
Cause She Can
Cause She is
Cause She Loves
Cause She’s Loved
The World is the stage
For the bond they created
And the Gods drools of envy
For every drops of their passion
And Every moan o their kisses
Woman
She Dreamed about many things.
She dreamed of Dragons and Vampires.
She dreamed of knowledge, collars, and LOVE.
She dreamed of her own wild untamed soul.
She dreamed of Vampires and blood.
She dreamed, watched, learnt.
Since her rebirth, now alive
Sempiternum Spiritum
Bliss
Bliss
There are soul chords that when touched, You vibrate
There are soul chords that when played, You sigh
There are thoughts that when awakened: wounds or joy
Bliss
Something empowering,
Something we treasure,
Something making us protective, daring, courageous
Something for which we do stand and risk it all
Bliss,
it makes us invincible,
is makes us vulnerable though
to that one single shot that could destroy our soul,
it holds our trust, making us naked, magically invulnerably vulnerable
Bliss
The single shot that’d just be nothing but a bruise
The single arrow that’d be no more than a sting,
They’d get to our bowels tearing them forever
If they’d hit that bliss, true Bliss, soul Bliss
Worth it all.
Worth us all.
Bliss, my Bliss
In You I believe
My Kiss
My kiss is my breath
that gets into You
My kiss is my life
deposed in your mouth
My kiss is this need
lips rubbing on lips
My kiss is my tongue
dancing desire
My kiss is my blood
that wants to be Yours
My kiss is just me
mouth on your toes
My kiss is this climb
up through your body
My kiss is two flowers
my petals on Yours
My kiss is this fire
inflaming our dams
My kiss the flood
rewarding us both
My kiss this taste,
I’ll wear through the day
My kiss is a language
that needs no translation
Light
It is not the blinding white of Angels
but rather the beauty of all colours.
It is red and blue, water and fire
it is the holiness of storms
the silver moon and the golden stars.
It is meditation dark nights
wild dances under the moonlight
and giggling merry go rounds in daisy fields.
I pity those missing the whole in the alternating dance
because they will never truly feel or understand rainbows.
Light is being whole, not just a part.
And
I’ll turn you
into the blue of Oceans and Seas,
blessed by the light
from Suns Moons and Stars.
I’ll then turn myself
into the sky vault,
smiling at the World
the way you like me to do.
Up in there
You’ll always find me,
shining for You,
looking at You.
Thy Name Is a Spell
Thy Name is a Spell
When I pronounce it.
Thy Name is a Spell,
Because I put meaning.
Thy Name is a Spell,
because I do feel it.
Thy Name is a Spell,
because it does reach me
Thy Name is a Spell,
because I do reach You
Thy Name is a Spell,
because we’re Joint Heartbeats
Droplets of my Soul 