You said your address is 7773 Come out to the country and see me. I launch myself into your open arms. You catch me midair, as you always do. Mine is 3777. Same side of the mountains as you Surprised, but I don’t know why. Our numbers consistently align We should be used to the subtle reminders of the inner workings of the universe By now It’s been happening to us for years.
So interesting how numbers appear to us if we’re paying attention. I don’t think it’s random
The Emperor The Emperor like a god head The builder that is said The fire like a red bird of his power and red robe that comes from planet that is red The self disciplined and self love and armor that is stronger than lead The gray throne that he sits on The wisdom of experiences of the golden crown on his head The Ankh, Eternal power Beyond the dead His family from the spread The process of work turning things into action Transforming the thoughts and vibration that comes from his head and words that are said The tools of his wisdom and knowledge that squares things into manifestation That turns into gold from lead
I used to read your poems but lately you don't write you're silent and aloof you know that isn't right. You can't close a door once opened you can't abolish all your dreams you're a poet of the heart mustn't fall apart at the seams. Say what you can in words they speak the message true spoken from the heart the poems will see you through. A hermit's not your style a recluse, you are not never give up writing of things that you've been taught. I used to read your poems I'd read them once again if you would send them out (this one's from a poet friend)
I am happy that time flies Cause then I can think of time as the bird I watch from my balcony Stopping by here and there To say hello Then taking flight To remind me he doesn't belong to me I know we can be friends When I hear him chirp as I sit inside As if he's telling me to come sit with him But he is not a tangible creature And would take flight once again If I ever tried to reach for him
Fall for me, I beg at night while I watch his eyes wander. Wondering why I'm not getting his attention. Knowing I will always be the second choice waiting to be picked. Today he forgot about all the little lies and heartbreak that came from his mouth. I put on a smile and pretended that he really did change. Knowing that it's an act that will last a day.
distance, the thing between you and me. drives, where i think of you most. time, my favorite thing to spend on you. eyes, where i get lost in you most. joy, the thing you bring to me. hugs, where i embrace you most. beauty, one of many things i see in you. smiles, where i melt for you most. heels, the things currently above my head.
My favorite thing about the rain Is the sound it makes Dropping down to the earth Helping me sleep when I’m awake The coziness and danger Ever lie in wait nearby Sitting by the fire Trying to stay dry While looking out the window Admiring the sky And watching each and every droplet Shimmer in the night
You are my unsent message. The cursor blinking rhythmically, With my heartbeat, Waiting, For me to hit send. But I am not ready, And I’m not sure if I ever will be So I left it like that. Unsent. Unseen. Unread. “I miss you.”
We turned off our dating apps at the same time We both knew We were in this together Going forward It took one dinner Followed by drinks Then a kiss Here we are today Oh yeah, it all worked out Enough to say Wishes come true And dating apps work Here we are today Exhibit A
You messaged me today I listened to what you had to say My heart didn't hurt You didn't try to flirt You apologized to me And said you'd like to see... You'd like to see me and catch up I said okay I could talk to you today Is this healing Because I have no feeling I have no feelings left for you
They said, "The most beautiful art is looking into someone's eyes when they talk about the things they love." And I said, "Or looking at someone you love. Or maybe, just maybe, by looking at the mirror is the most beautiful art anyone should appreciate."
Appreciation post for myself; for you and for everyone as well. You deserve more than the world has to offer.
The only evidence known to exist Is locked in the midst of my psyche............ And f.y.i....... I'm in culpable remiss on this And anyway it's strictly here say At least that's what I'm told . But don't quote me on that! K ? So you want to ask me another question? Wait ! can you ask me a question without asking me a question?
Before I met you I had nine lives, safely preserved, well kept, it's hard to believe I lost four just in the day we met. You spent three months around, I lost three more each hangout, now you're gone and I only have two, but I'd give them to you without a doubt.
The warriors of the day fight against the Dying of the the light turning into ghosts Of remembrance and nothing more. Yet a A remnant remains . The warriors of the Darkness they to must yield to the coming Morn but a remnant of all remains in our Memory to foreshadows the knowing that Nothing is more constant than change and. All enmity is futile because all that we can- Will remember wii be the treasures that are Stored in heaven; and when we clearly see The tales told by an idiot we will laugh like The lover who watches his children play and Would see them playon forever in his sight.r days So at the end of our days we shall see God even As He now sees us. With Love in all our ways
I love him I tell myself I know that We will be together forever I don’t believe that We could be separated My thoughts tell me that He’s the love of my life Sometimes my heart lies and says I could live an eternity Without him Like my friends say “We’re perfect for each other” And you can’t tell me He’s not the one.