Every day, I am convinced I couldn't be any more in love with him, but I will be...
Next week, tomorrow, even minutes from now.
I used to feel as if love was contained solely within my heart, but not with him;
With him, I am BECOMING love...
with my entire being.

If we take weeks
and wait for someone to tell us
“STOP”
the lights might dim,
and we might shut
our eyes
but…still…
this being we
become together
exists

You love green
And evergreen sheds cloth only to Fire...

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Colors only make sense
Beneath the touch of your hands

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Desert sands are clothes
******* an oasis
Warmth divine in your colors

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You are not my glue… you are not my stitches… you are the wholeness that my wishes dared reach for… the one for which I’m healing...

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Your salt is flowing into the dark seas of my eyes… and behind the horizon of my lips, a smile is waiting to rise for you...

Everything's too noisy she whispered
Too much
Too overwhelming
Too much to do
To 'make it happen'
Can't I just be?
Is that enough?
The love that burns inside me
The desire to be of service to the world
To the people who need a little magic
A gentle injection of self belief and fierce loving empowerment
To be of service to those who need to have 'you are enough just as you are' whispered into their ears
I don't want to change you
You don't need to be anything other than just who you are

As she screamed
Everything she knew fell away
As she screamed
She screamed herself into a new reality
As she screamed and screamed and screamed
Every old outdated insidious pattern let go
She screamed her way to freedom
She screamed until it all cracked
All the thoughts and questions and fears cracked
Her scream penetrated everything
She screamed and screamed and screamed
Until she was empty
Empty of everything she had ever swallowed down
Empty of every unsaid
Empty of the rage and terror and the desire to hurt
Empty
Empty
Empty

It is a sad twist of faith
To be here in this place
Looking at pieces
That belonged to you

A weird feeling
as the moon is full
On the same day you had
made the walk down the road
                       ~Feeling the energy makes me want to cry~


As I think,

                            "What if I had been here on that day"

...Many weeks ago

Admiring the hard work
With what you had built with your time

I would of said

What my heart truly thinks

What an amazing job
You did


                                                           ­      Instead, letting time slip away
                                                                ­                             And I am here
                                                                ­       staring at the scatter pieces
                                                                ­                you had left to no one



Filling myself up with the mistakes
I should of changed
to had helped you