I found a love for me,frothy and sweet.Darling you taste perfect right now.Feeling throughthe tension, the struggle, the submission without a touch of tendernessall for your cursed luck, so you reckoned.Inattentive thoughts and all that talk…money for your art.Believed in … Continue reading
Clear as a bell, this has been curatively the most profound activity in our nest. Something about a swinging pendulum, shifting back and forth that taps into our neural correlates…it’s transformational. Life looks different after a few whirls. Building and … Continue reading
This gorgeous bunch had to come home with me just because. No need for lengthy missives, a cluster of these say it with a tender litheness, and enthusiasmos…a rush of grace to relieve the tension in the air, well jusqu’à … Continue reading
All things gather where life is a songThe river running byThe sunset and the dawn From the beyond and the deferred arrivalsthe spirit swellingLost in me, and in you time to be,time to see. Under gracehow lack that Iwhat testify … Continue reading
It’s to my relief I found this stone. Smooth sophisticated and to my surprise subtle sage veins that match the details of my most adorned article when I hit the chopping block. A glistening backdrop to watermelon radishes are a … Continue reading
Pressure that is. A cackling persistent request for more cake by a rowdy dozen or so girls…how can I not make their wish my command. But at first a check in with myself. You got this, it’s your signature cake, … Continue reading
This grossly earned and somewhat weary coming-of-aged beauty only leads to one point…“at last my love has come along my lonely days are over and life is like a song.” -Etta James Me, my beloved brew and my toe cleavage … Continue reading
February is for fairer days and for double rainbows reimagined because I just can’t get enough of this optical phenomenon. Nothing screams true faith like a luminous rainbow (not just one but two) contrasting against bespattering clouds. There you have … Continue reading
Not arriving soon, better off taking a nap and pressing the reset button. It’s then, I happily continue to follow my heart instead of the systematic sequels in order to discover who I need to become to get through the … Continue reading
Nothing to win.Nothing left to lose.It’s time for that vice of yours break.Body always bruised,how ever will the spirit soar? Back where I left offbefore the pursuit,a half-bloomed flower, merely on my waypurely becoming myself.And in that season before incubation,clamped, … Continue reading
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