enveloped in mist as clarity shifts and I’m adrift upon turbulent seas vessel destroyed on her maiden voyage and I'm left clinging to the debris this smothering shroud of chaos presses heavily down on me suffocating oxygen denied I’m lost inside a foggy mind dragging hard on oars of air exerting all energy and still not getting anywhere as frothing caps break & crash upon decks of haunted breath choking on salted depths this storm will take its toll as I desperately row and row and row
Hey babe, good morning! Please don’t ignore me, again. Every day you keep turning me on… only to, like Dionne Warwick sings, “just walk on by” I miss you so. Your warmth, your hot breath, The full weight of your body on mine. It’s been so long since you’ve ridden me. I haven’t changed. Still the same curves. Just enough to hold on to. And my face positively glowing, Whenever you enter the room. You're look'in so sexy in those shorts! Oh yeah, we're finally doing this? Come on straddle me between your strong...
I remember coming back to my senses from time to time And she would be right there before my eyes "A penny for your thoughts," is what she would say I was to scare to tell her that I was praying that this never went away
I was scared to tell her of the flashbacks that were just haunting me Before she dove into my depths and rescued me Never the nag but definitely committed She said that she was feeling this and wanted to know if I was with it
If only she could possibly see the raging storms she calmed inside of me Times that I thought I...
learning lessons from the legends in this life. learning to not let these thoughts torment me. learning to love myself learning to love life learning to live in love learning to let go in order to slowly but surely grow. can't become my own foe as my soul plays a role in this cosmic show eternally face first in the flow forever unknown swimming in the star stream dancing through a dream. sunk in the silence.. gaia is my only guidance.
this is us ours...you and i alone the stake we claim in our little corner of the world our secreted space of sacredness simplicity and serenity
where solace is king and silence is queen where the air takes on a different meaning breathing becomes less laborious the day becomes a distant indistinct memory fading in the dusk of a waning twilight