Termites infested her new age aura
taking the cross around her neck
into their mouths leaving nothing
but dust behind

Sacrifice was given on the basis
of who gives a ****

Being ****** to death in this
day and age is so different from
that one life...you know the one

Burning from the inside out
with seared soul on flesh

Seeking alternate pathways
didn't come with a 30 day
warranty or your money back guarantee

Feral thoughts wander aimlessly
unnoticed by any

The gift was seeing and still not believing
trusting nothing and yet everything
jumping over piles of **** but slipping on tears

Down for the count
and it still doesn't add up
to many fingers and toes to count

Then death again
so what...
Sage that *****

Water draws me in like an old lover. Whispering sweet everythings to me.  Enticing me inside every drop, while gathering thoughts of yesterday and this moment.  Dreamstate becomes a part of every breath.  All my problems drift away in the current and there I am left for a bountiful renewal.

Baptism of sorts.  Cleansing away the monkey brain and allowing me to just be.  Why is that important?  Because I'm tired of being a fool and being fooled.  Of people hurting each other over and over for reasons that make no sense.  I've lost so much that there are to many moments where I wonder if I'll ever be found again.  I feel like God put love in my life only to tease me with it.  I watched the faces of my parents as they died and then my sister which was all to soon.  Loosing all this love to find what?  Self love?  Self preservation?  Well, I'm not good at alone.  I don't do it well.  And when my eyes meet the water, when my heart feels the vibration of the flow, I'm so close to heaven that I feel them all as if they were standing there with me again.  My lover looking into my eyes.  My Father, larger than life smiling at me.  My Mother's grace and softness soothing me.  And the most loyal and committed love from my sister.  
That's why I love any body of water so much...it's me...getting to be with them all again...in my little piece of heaven..xo

Blame got his hands *****
...yet still clung to the flower

The single flower gave him hope and light
...she loved the smell of the earth

Forgetting all that transpired
...Blame crushed the flower in his hand

Blame was washed clean
...yet his hands are still imprinted with shadows of

The flower was crushed
...in decay she still loves him

He never once crushed her soul~


~It was your choice to leave...so why do you still follow me? To hurt me more?

There is a constant that runs through my soul
better and clearer than any other dream.

The river; she harbors my wants and desires within
her constant ever-changing being.

Release of all the unhealthy ties that have kept me
bound wash away into the depths, twist and turns
setting me free.

All freedom has a cost.  I have paid the price like so many.
Now here on rivers edge in the light of the sun I erase the debt
and feel the hope, joy and love like never before.

Here in this place, I don't beg, borrow or fear.  Here in love,
I receive for the very first time...my joy filled time~eternal.

There is a constant that runs through my soul
better and clearer than any other dream.

The river; she harbors my wants and desires within
her constant ever-changing being.

Release of all the unhealthy ties that have kept me
bound wash away into the depths, twist and turns
setting me free.

All freedom has a cost. I have paid the price like so many.
Now here on rivers edge in the light of the sun I erase the debt
and feel the hope, joy and love like never before.

Here in this place, I don't beg, borrow or fear. Here in love,
I receive for the very first time...my joy filled time~eternal.

It was all the things that healed her soul
...casting the shadows of death to the light
transmuting ages of sorrow into peace

A time of gathering bits and pieces has begun
...releasing fates shadows to the original cast of players
moving with divine grace into each step taken

Walk here into this space of hope and dreams
...dance barefoot in the rain with blind abandonment
breathe in the sweet scent of the earth churned like the soul

Freedom had a price
...and she was penny poor
but here
         in this space
everything is hers

Dare to be...this is moment that defines you~

There is this memory of you and I...a time when all we did was graced...all  that was said was gold and all we felt was the blood of the earth and the sky pumping through our veins
... Simply meant to be  
  
Now the lines are blurred like the ripples in the water.  I can't see clearly anymore I can't see the defined lines.   I don't know the rules and I'm tired.   I want to know your love and I wish that you could want it as much as I do
But the blood of the earth ran dry and the sky is covered in grey.  
... simple rantings of the forlorn  
  
Time has stolen the youth on my face. It is taken away moments that can't be recaptured. They say hope will heal that.   I'd like to believe that hope still existed, that there is a higher purpose to be found in these moments of solitude and void. I want to believe... so very bad .
...simply my belief lands on you  
  
Sadness is irrrelevant here. The madness of letting go of the wants and needs of the mind and the heart... leaves me in shallow water  wandering constantly.  It's the memories and dreams that  make me sad. Thats what takes me into that dark night of the soul where I question everything.  
... simple renderings  
  
Ankle deep in shallow water... blurred, ripples with each  movement...  I doubt if I could drown here even though they say it only takes a teaspoon of water.
  
Where I feel my air getting cut off from my body is in the moments when I think of our future...the one we can't have because it's been blocked by fear.

How foolish can two people be to let go of those kind of dreams? Maybe we're just the kind of people that like to feel pain, that like to drown in sadness while pretending...that we're all ok.
...simply it's not ok
  
So today we turn another blank page...while the pen has run dry. The words of all been spoken... so the heart and the voice have fallen asleep...shh

There is this memory of you and I; a time when all we did was graced.  All that was said was gold and all we felt was the blood of the earth and the sky pumping through our veins  
:Simply meant to be  
  
Now the lines are blurred like the ripples in the water.  I can't see clearly anymore I can't see the defined lines.   I don't know the rules and I'm tired.   I want to know your love and I wish that you could want it as much as I do  
But the blood of the earth ran dry and the sky is covered in grey.    
:Simple rantings of the forlorn    
  
Time has stolen the youth on my face.  It is taken away moments that can't be recaptured. They say hope will heal that.   I'd like to believe that hope still existed, that there is a higher purpose to be found in these moments of solitude and void. I want to believe...so very bad .  
:Simply my belief lands on you    
  
Sadness is irrelevant here. The madness of letting go of the wants and needs of the mind and the heart; leaves me in shallow water  wandering constantly.  It's the memories and dreams that  make me sad. That's what takes me into that dark night of the soul where I question everything.    
:Simple renderings    
  
Ankle deep in shallow water; blurred, ripples cascading with each movement.  I doubt if I could drown here even though they say it only takes a teaspoon of water.    
Where I feel my air getting cut off from my body is in the moments when I think of our future.  The one we can't have because it's been blocked by fear.  
How foolish can two people be to let go of those kind of dreams? Maybe we're just the kind of people that like to feel pain, that like to drown in sadness while pretending...that we are ok.  
:Simply it's not ok  
  
So today we turn another blank page; while the pen has run dry. The words have all been spoken and within that the heart and the voice have fallen asleep...shh

Saints bow to the hell that rides inside her veins
sinking teeth deep within white weak flesh
licking the coma from lifeless blank eyes

Dying to consume the succulent
his **** gets hard...while ***** fill
with ache and memory

Sip from the lava of Kali
wet your mouth while drinking her in
and you will never thirst again

All she wants is for you to spread her legs
force her hips up and ****** hard into her secrets
****** hair in hand while the smell of blood and sweat fills the air

Wet ******* glisten...
teasing you, tempting you
begging for release of that warm seed
fantom touch

...She walks on fire just for you
could you throw the ***** some water~

Saints bow to the hell that rides inside her veins
sinking teeth deep within white weak flesh
licking the coma from lifeless blank eyes

Dying to consume the succulent
his **** gets hard...while ***** fill
with ache and memory

Sip from the lava of Kali
wet your mouth while drinking her in
and you will never thirst again

All she wants is for you to spread her legs
force her hips up and ****** hard into her secrets
****** hair in hand while the smell of blood and sweat fills the air

Wet ******* glisten...
teasing you, tempting you
begging for release of that warm seed
fantom touch

...She walks on fire just for you
could you throw the ***** some water~

A little girl with the shell of a woman
was brought to her knees  
The wind, rain, sun and moon feasted
upon the fragile skin

From the trees eyes watched
as the spirit inside fought the fear
it was then that a grizzly came forth, teeth bared
foul  breath seared the soul
…and she remained

Feeling paralyzed the night turned to day
with eyes wide open a wolf was spotted
…she dropped her head and took a deep breath
He circled her…growled so deep it vibrated inside her soul
…she remained

A white buffalo walks in her direction
the ground beneath her shakes as each  
hoof hit the earth
…the demand was silence  
Eyes met for what seemed like a lifetime
…she remained

The fear was released…in equal amounts to her life force
Until a man, white in spirit stood tall above her
reaching his hand out, telling her it was time
…she wept, and remained

It was then that she felt the man’s arms around her
placing her up against his chest, warming her
within the confines of his body
filling her spirit back up with light

The strength of that inner child was reborn to her  
that day…all cells became alive again and the heart
beat like a gentle drum.
…she is renamed

Eyes wide open with new sight
she looks over the meadow she had fallen into
thanking Mother for absorbing the fear
and Father spirit for loving her through it all
…she is~the wisdom keeper

A beginning made from
all things sweet and simple
...divine, magical

Time raised that vibration
up, just enough to burn dust
from the binds that kept us
alone, and scared

Passion poured from thoughts
turned to words until breathless
gasps seized our contentment

Reality met at the door...chained
from there all had been had
all had been felt and all
had been done

Forcibly my senses were invaded
with a slight blush on pearl
...aching for more

Good-bye was never an option
will never be...yet you force me
into silence