I don’t know if I’m rushing anything at this point, or has my patience lost its voice.
love is kind a tender; yet, I am emotionally distressed; the man that I love doesn’t render, I am depressed…
I love entirely too hard; never knew that reciprocation could be the challenging part!
must I slit my wrists, and give my life? just for you to be assured that I was chosen to be your wife.
I thought you was Romeo, and I was Juliet; oh how the tables feel turned, soon they’ll be a dead silence…
I as I sit here, I realized that I like to surround myself around things I can relate with; reactions of real reality, those, ‘if that were me.’ reactions.
not for my way of thinking to be manipulated like I am always right and wrong way to reflect on how I may truly have to handle things.
expressing myself feels like an old engine in a new car, everything is beautiful outwards – imagine gaining strength to kickstart your engine just to make you smile throughout my day.
I’ve become a body that release – using what I have learned to jest let go! I say good job to myself when I reflect on these moments, because yet again, I am still growing…
observing a crane in the water full of geese; the beauty of it flowing down the surface can’t seem cease.
standing tall even though the water is deep; having confidence as such, is a different kind of peace.
taking in its own beauty, grasping what God gave thee.
the group of geese couldn’t compare, when one crane in the middle is radiantly rare
one goose can be replaced. one crane can only be displaced.
keep standing alone crane, so each day I’ll know where to leave the pain…
the story
My cup of tea – it’s what I called him. Giving me everything, even things I didn’t need; this was a light that wasn’t dim!
He disguised himself as my world; behind the lights was a dark side. Taking my love, believing I’m his girl – the experience always come by surprise. All while seeing the signs.
This man though – he was a provider – Yet, the only thing he paid was his mind! It was getting tired.
I find myself paying in different ways; giving up lavish intimacy guessing it was ok, trust me – the answer wasn’t the sex! I always end up feeling regret…
You can rock my world all you want, but for years, You still say you can’t – when you won’t! I really grieved many tears!
Portraying a certain man not realizing it at first; he was something almost like a chameleon; blending in and sneaking… this became an uneasy feeling
All these years playing this game, thinking I wouldn’t put this up; like my life would bring him fame, sacrificing me, like I’m a naïve pup!
Confessing when he was caught; removing myself from my own domain, as if I didn’t realize the plot. Making a point that I will not be used in vain…
Moving forward, for years, it felt like a waste. Loyalty wasn’t even at the top of his tier. Yet, I learned a lot with haste
This man I was loyal to, who behind closed doors – Which became no news, was treacherous! Making love become obstreperous – In other words, stubbornly defiant. Making his loyalty look as small as a penny to a giant.
No longer being the man I seen as honorable and full of love, to a poisoned weed swelling of pain – That bleed sorrow and thereof…
He loves to kiss on my neck
Rubs me down with warm truth
That makes us connect
To an outer body experience, like a muse
A spiritual muse, that makes moment like this
Stop; time stopped for us, I don’t know what to do
But the universe really stopped time
Just for us to shine, this is very different very new
Not sure what this mean; but if this is love
I still wouldn’t know what to think
Failing to wither my time;
Using it all because it is mine.
Dreaming of beauty,
But not without;
evaluating within, that’s where I’d sprout.
Seeking guidance from areas that are good;
giving the things I need that’ll be understood.
Making each moment very precious;
life is truly – saying without pressure.
Soon all this will make sense in time;
everything I am doing is worth it – and it’s divine.
In love with writing letters, that express mental intimacy
Seeing the pleasure in your eyes makes the soul feel less than empty
Soaring through your thoughts as if I’m on a hunt for treasure;
Determined to reach heights that your mind just can’t measure.
Slick and silky is the feels of your brain; deploying fumes of ecstasy
Showing you that I maintain – strength of consistency
Lusting for the intellectual things your mouth produce,
Wanting to use your saliva for a better use.
Allowing time to lead my pursuit.
Running my fingers across a shaft of honesty;
Educating myself for a test that’s bound to be juicy
Letting my ambience of my soul shine like the northern lights. This isn’t plain electricity, but many colors that are shockingly bright! So beautiful by nature’s hand, opening new worlds in this realm. Things people can’t fathom, are the moments I want overwhelm in. Being as creative as I can be, my toes feel tickled, and stomach is bubbly. Cute and sour all in the same description, I don’t do sweet, should I mention.
Never been sweet, there’s not a bone you can step over within me. Whimsical kind of emotions that fill me with an amazing fire . A fire that cools my heart with love and passionate intimacy. I just want to be held not only physically, but within my spirituality. It’s something I’ve always longed for to come my way, my ultimate desire.
Up there a million galaxies away, but here you are in the middle of your voyage, Just to spend time with me and indulge in my whole entity, oh how I enjoy it! Just talking – truly these statements are factual in each word that leaves my lips.
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