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Freedom In The Motion
To be the sparkle in one’s own eyes
It’s the secret to surviving, living, to being alive
The divine answer to your own questions, the narrative of myself comes with no hidden surprise
I can walk upon your presence, just as easy as I please
You will stand upon your feet, kiss both side of my cheeks, pull the chair out, and a hello upon the tease
I can softly drip your name off my lips like a cool breeze
An alluring smile to have you falling at the helm of my knees
Giving the erected tower of a man’s masculinity pulsating power
While you are dipping in and out the sacred communion of my honey rain shower
I am who I am, a woman whose presence of grace and decorum is always in high demand
Worthy of any man, rather he lays, or I give him the essence of my throne to command
It’s that sacredness of the divine gift I quietly possess
My multi-culture lineage as you bow to me in respect
Unto my sweeten taste many Kings have professed it keeps their mouths satisfied and their chin’s wet
No one can ever fit the path of my shoes
It comes with too many sentiments to love, goals I have met, while give of my healing creed, ordained as my earthy due
Angels never fear to tread upon the congregation of fools
We all want peace casted upon our heads
Yet only buffoons squawk before the crows, not living in the reality of self to understand what is written or what is being said
An intelligent mind speaks the truth, in advance knowing it’s what the world truly needs
Instilling hope to the forgotten when dark mindsets emotionally bleed
When the absence of spirituality is in need
I listen to the core of troubled minds, on my time, and it has never been kind
Decoding, what has been damaged, leading to the offset in the pattern of the brain hemisphere’s DNA
Ponder while looking in dethroned eyes, professionally uplifting beings with encouraging words to say
Into my confident your deepest enigmas of the mind, your innermost regrets
Broken spirits, discontentment intellects, in the dark you will run if you have ever met
An image is worth a thousand words
To the soul it inhabits, may tranquility be found, devoid in its action to allow tongues in contempt to unfurl
Peeling back layers of social inability disorders to function in the realm we call life
Masking in the grandeur delusion personalities bringing to Mother Earth chaos and continuous strife
The simplicity of beauty is what the universal shows you every day upon the soul’s awakening
Close your eyes, attune your ears and listen to the sounds the earth is making
The tweet of the birds, the roaring of the sea, the oceans
No better sounds to be found then the calling of that present to us in its purest form of devotion
Shalom
It’s the secret to surviving, living, to being alive
The divine answer to your own questions, the narrative of myself comes with no hidden surprise
I can walk upon your presence, just as easy as I please
You will stand upon your feet, kiss both side of my cheeks, pull the chair out, and a hello upon the tease
I can softly drip your name off my lips like a cool breeze
An alluring smile to have you falling at the helm of my knees
Giving the erected tower of a man’s masculinity pulsating power
While you are dipping in and out the sacred communion of my honey rain shower
I am who I am, a woman whose presence of grace and decorum is always in high demand
Worthy of any man, rather he lays, or I give him the essence of my throne to command
It’s that sacredness of the divine gift I quietly possess
My multi-culture lineage as you bow to me in respect
Unto my sweeten taste many Kings have professed it keeps their mouths satisfied and their chin’s wet
No one can ever fit the path of my shoes
It comes with too many sentiments to love, goals I have met, while give of my healing creed, ordained as my earthy due
Angels never fear to tread upon the congregation of fools
We all want peace casted upon our heads
Yet only buffoons squawk before the crows, not living in the reality of self to understand what is written or what is being said
An intelligent mind speaks the truth, in advance knowing it’s what the world truly needs
Instilling hope to the forgotten when dark mindsets emotionally bleed
When the absence of spirituality is in need
I listen to the core of troubled minds, on my time, and it has never been kind
Decoding, what has been damaged, leading to the offset in the pattern of the brain hemisphere’s DNA
Ponder while looking in dethroned eyes, professionally uplifting beings with encouraging words to say
Into my confident your deepest enigmas of the mind, your innermost regrets
Broken spirits, discontentment intellects, in the dark you will run if you have ever met
An image is worth a thousand words
To the soul it inhabits, may tranquility be found, devoid in its action to allow tongues in contempt to unfurl
Peeling back layers of social inability disorders to function in the realm we call life
Masking in the grandeur delusion personalities bringing to Mother Earth chaos and continuous strife
The simplicity of beauty is what the universal shows you every day upon the soul’s awakening
Close your eyes, attune your ears and listen to the sounds the earth is making
The tweet of the birds, the roaring of the sea, the oceans
No better sounds to be found then the calling of that present to us in its purest form of devotion
Shalom
Published 30th Jul 2024
Author's Note
Softy Basking In The Warmth Of My Sunrise
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC🤎
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31st Jul 2024 2:15am
My Kings and it can only be one. Like the Highlander I have to be the one. For Mustafa means the chosen one. Do you must be one with me. My sword knows no deception. My love only seeks one. Loving you to commune as one. Rule as one. My Queen I collect crowns of men and I shall throw them at your feet. Love and loyalty are married at birth. Each keeping it's vows. Yet it is the ignorance of flesh that does not uphold it's sacredness. My truth wears no mask of falsehood. And honesty stares into the eyes and never bows head. So I am full of passion at your passionate words. Kings how many loves enough to face this devouring Judah. I shall eat them and their wantings my Queen.
31st Jul 2024 3:35am
My friend love the titel of this spill and this stanza is taken to heart
To be the sparkle in one’s own eyes
It’s the secret to surviving, living, to being alive
The divine answer to your own questions, the narrative of myself comes with no hidden surprise
I can walk upon your presence, just as easy as I please
You will stand upon your feet, kiss both side of my cheeks, pull the chair out, and a hello upon the tease
I can softly drip your name off my lips like a cool breeze
An alluring smile to have you falling at the helm of my knees
Giving the erected tower of a man’s masculinity pulsating power
While you are dipping in and out the sacred communion of my honey rain shower
I am who I am, a woman whose presence of grace and decorum is always in high demand
Worthy of any man, rather he lays, or I give him the essence of my throne to command
To be the sparkle in one’s own eyes
It’s the secret to surviving, living, to being alive
The divine answer to your own questions, the narrative of myself comes with no hidden surprise
I can walk upon your presence, just as easy as I please
You will stand upon your feet, kiss both side of my cheeks, pull the chair out, and a hello upon the tease
I can softly drip your name off my lips like a cool breeze
An alluring smile to have you falling at the helm of my knees
Giving the erected tower of a man’s masculinity pulsating power
While you are dipping in and out the sacred communion of my honey rain shower
I am who I am, a woman whose presence of grace and decorum is always in high demand
Worthy of any man, rather he lays, or I give him the essence of my throne to command
6th Aug 2024 8:41pm
