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Devadesiree
Devadesiree
26/F
Flowing footsteps from skytrain to street Trying to stay calm, but I'm so excited to meet You, here, under the changing glow Of signs, of places, hoping we slow our Pace and enter. But we are in search Of another establishment, on the whim Of a word, a nudge in the right direction. The winds blow us into the red glow Of ambiance, of elegance, the right selection Portobello perfection, Mezcal gin, Beautiful soul sitting close with a grin, We can't help but laugh "this is how you win!" Foggy to recall the way that we went Home on the bus, or the money we spent. None of that matters much when you are lost In the depth of another being, intriguing To find kin where you are not used to seeing them. Laughing up the stairs in the corridor, Knowing in this moment, this is your life, It is beautiful, you are not needing more. Both of us feeling this as we reach the door, "Welcome to Buzzer 2" let's see what's in store. Waking up cuddling, always a delight. So much accomplished already, but you might Have to run out quickly and buy some beans For the bullet coffee that will be our means Of mobilization, into the street, Rubber soles on our feet, ready to meet The pavement outside which will guide Our path from delicious morning smoothie Over bridges, through the downtown core, Both realizing we would make a great movie If film could ever capture the way that we soar. Hats tilted slightly sideways, we even get work done. Painting quickly so we may continue our run, Over the Granville bridge, lilac in the air. And there is no hiding the way that you stare At my *** and the mountains, a beauty so fair. Rangoli's is next, fine dining, the best chai! Decadently treated to Portobello twice. Sweaty in our running gear, we are here Trying to avoid timestamped bills and clock chimes But you give me your best guess, lately spot on! I glance at the sun to figure how much day is gone. Even though there are so many moments left To unravel, I embody the feelings - being Ever present to crystallize the memory of our travels. We turn towards the sinking sun, and I run My fingers through windblown lion-locks. Basking in the energy we emanate, we stun Onlookers with our badassery and good looks. Granville island is next on the docket Searching for elusive sumac, in the spice shop It is tucked away on a shelf, among rarities. You light up at the till, and guarantee The next place we head to is going to be The crown of the afternoon - The Distillery In shorts and tanks we stroll in with class, Walk up to the bar and order a glass Of the finest and most signature gin, But just a taste, not enough to make the head spin. A nectar so pure, so incredibly smooth We continue our stroll, we continue to lose Sight of places you were expected to be, Apparently easy to do when you hang out with me. Crossing under the bridge, sunset rays shine Through the city canopy, it is nearly time For the moon to transition us into the night, But I pull you aside for a moment, while its still light And kiss you with passion, with fever, with might. That gin in the afternoon has increased our delight. And it's not over yet, we play for a while. Horsing around at the bus stop, we smile And pose on the blue wall, gangster-style. Moments in snapshots, spirit of the child Creating our reality, embracing our WILD.
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Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 12:09 AM UTC
Scenes from Buzzer 2, continued
Flowing footsteps from skytrain to street Trying to stay calm, but I'm so excited to meet You, here, under the changing glow Of signs, of places, hoping we slow our Pace and enter. But we are in search Of another establishment, on the whim Of a word, a nudge in the right direction. The winds blow us into the red glow Of ambiance, of elegance, the right selection Portobello perfection, Mezcal gin, Beautiful soul sitting close with a grin, We can't help but laugh "this is how you win!" Foggy to recall the way that we went Home on the bus, or the money we spent. None of that matters much when you are lost In the depth of another being, intriguing To find kin where you are not used to seeing them. Laughing up the stairs in the corridor, Knowing in this moment, this is your life, It is beautiful, you are not needing more. Both of us feeling this as we reach the door, "Welcome to Buzzer 2" let's see what's in store. Waking up cuddling, always a delight. So much accomplished already, but you might Have to run out quickly and buy some beans For the bullet coffee that will be our means Of mobilization, into the street, Rubber soles on our feet, ready to meet The pavement outside which will guide Our path from delicious morning smoothie Over bridges, through the downtown core, Both realizing we would make a great movie If film could ever capture the way that we soar. Hats tilted slightly sideways, we even get work done. Painting quickly so we may continue our run, Over the Granville bridge, lilac in the air. And there is no hiding the way that you stare At my *** and the mountains, a beauty so fair. Rangoli's is next, fine dining, the best chai! Decadently treated to Portobello twice. Sweaty in our running gear, we are here Trying to avoid timestamped bills and clock chimes But you give me your best guess, lately spot on! I glance at the sun to figure how much day is gone. Even though there are so many moments left To unravel, I embody the feelings - being Ever present to crystallize the memory of our travels. We turn towards the sinking sun, and I run My fingers through windblown lion-locks. Basking in the energy we emanate, we stun Onlookers with our badassery and good looks. Granville island is next on the docket Searching for elusive sumac, in the spice shop It is tucked away on a shelf, among rarities. You light up at the till, and guarantee The next place we head to is going to be The crown of the afternoon - The Distillery In shorts and tanks we stroll in with class, Walk up to the bar and order a glass Of the finest and most signature gin, But just a taste, not enough to make the head spin. A nectar so pure, so incredibly smooth We continue our stroll, we continue to lose Sight of places you were expected to be, Apparently easy to do when you hang out with me. Crossing under the bridge, sunset rays shine Through the city canopy, it is nearly time For the moon to transition us into the night, But I pull you aside for a moment, while its still light And kiss you with passion, with fever, with might. That gin in the afternoon has increased our delight. And it's not over yet, we play for a while. Horsing around at the bus stop, we smile And pose on the blue wall, gangster-style. Moments in snapshots, spirit of the child Creating our reality, embracing our WILD.
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The nearness of your energy Electrifying silently Caresses, kisses, placed perfectly As if it has been this way for eternity Trying not to jump ahead, to leap, The nearness of you has me diving deep Past surface feelings into the coffers that keep Ancient wisdom, strength, power: The reservoir where warriors speak from The nearness of you, the depth Of the midnight blue skies Peppered with stars and city lights It would seem that dust from the angels Above is entwined with branches, Enhancing our sight. Absolutely no awareness to passers-by Enraptured in the simple touch, Smell, smile... the nearness of you.
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Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 11:42 PM UTC
Scenes from Buzzer 2
I have loved, I have lost All these romances, at what cost? Is this heart not fragmented? Is it a 'sin' meant to be repeated? Yes, sometimes I feel tormented, Yet a deep Truth in my soul Whispers that I Am whole. A steady voice, felt but not seen, A constant presence on my team. Even at the lowest of lows, Ask for help She always shows us the way, It is the Tao All that there is: the here and now.
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 9:04 PM UTC
Love and Loss
a steady calm, a deep knowing unhurried, unworried Soul growth is primary, a journey, never stationary independant, yet woven together always honouring one another Love does not boast or confine if one must go, give them time birds in the sky, snakes in the sand they never worry about being fed or by which Hand God is all-knowing though we are gifted with free will, there is a plan for each life woven together by His intricate skill
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 8:58 PM UTC
Manifest Destiny
It's 3am And I want you to know that I am thinking about your lips on mine and the way that you show me how to trust again, All in good time. Thinking of how you leave a trail of fire on my skin When you trace a line with a finger, or even breathe On my neck; lights dimmed Hearts shine. From the outside looking in This love is scandalous It has been since the beginning. Remember the time your girlfriend got me high? I was expecting a girls night in Maybe some dancing, maybe some wine But no, she picks me up, pill in hand, gives me a luscious kiss and says "wait until you meet him" (See she had been chasing me for quite some time And I was of an age, thinking maybe I'll give this a try) Now, I was no longer cognizant of tick-tock time Perhaps an hour or more had gone by She had me dressed as a fairy princess She was dressed to the nines Then you walked in. I gave an audible sigh, I couldn't believe my luck! So handsome, piercing blue eyes.. How did I end up here? To sleep with this girl, and this guy? But this is not the moment to be asking 'why?' Pretty soon we were all high... As a kite She is a ******* and she likes to bite (I had a mark on my *** a month after that night) We all got naked to Howl at the full moon, I didn't know what to expect But I knew it would happen soon. Making love in a euphoric glow Feeling connected, in tune. It was my first time so we went slow, But in the end we just wanted to spoon. We all lay there in a bubble of ecstasy Counting my lucky stars to have these two next to me And we knew it was fast, but the morning after The spell was still cast; kitchen filled with laughter! And perhaps I'm just daft or.. Naive, or too young.. But I accepted the invitation to move in. And I sung praises in celebration Of living among such loving openness It was not an imitation We were happy... For a while Until she set this rule: No *** without her. Well, she had a different style And we played her for a fool Because we couldn't share This deep, soulful jewel with her. I still miss our nights spent naked in front of the fire, But I had to set my sights on a new object of desire. Should I leave now or later To avoid any fights, To avoid being a liar? Alas, this threeway was not meant to last, But I lost a third and I gained a half. Because no matter where or who We happened to be with from then on, Our hearts are now glued together, Like some myth from ancient times long gone. More than two years has gone by since those days, I've faced so many fears to find my way out of the maze Of confusion, of woes that was my short marriage, And you know how it goes "then came a baby in a baby carriage". Yet still you were there while my belly grew, I am so grateful to have spent some of that time with you. My soul has been laid bare, I've been made anew, Acquired a new layer, Like now I'm a new mom and I talk about poo! I haven't a moment to spare Between diapers, dishes, chores, bathing, cooking, studying.. laundry too: Single mom style, a beauty so fair! And yet you still look at me and tell me true, That you love me even with sweat-plastered hair, Dishevelled, and missing a shoe. Well, that's how I feel most days So just call me a hot mess, But the heat from your gaze Still makes me want to undress.
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Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 8:44 PM UTC
Scandalous
It's 3am And I want you to know that I am thinking about your lips on mine and the way that you show me how to trust again, All in good time. Thinking of how you leave a trail of fire on my skin When you trace a line with a finger, or even breathe On my neck; lights dimmed Hearts shine. From the outside looking in This love is scandalous It has been since the beginning. Remember the time your girlfriend got me high? I was expecting a girls night in Maybe some dancing, maybe some wine But no, she picks me up, pill in hand, gives me a luscious kiss and says "wait until you meet him" (See she had been chasing me for quite some time And I was of an age, thinking maybe I'll give this a try) Now, I was no longer cognizant of tick-tock time Perhaps an hour or more had gone by She had me dressed as a fairy princess She was dressed to the nines Then you walked in. I gave an audible sigh, I couldn't believe my luck! So handsome, piercing blue eyes.. How did I end up here? To sleep with this girl, and this guy? But this is not the moment to be asking 'why?' Pretty soon we were all high... As a kite She is a ******* and she likes to bite (I had a mark on my *** a month after that night) We all got naked to Howl at the full moon, I didn't know what to expect But I knew it would happen soon. Making love in a euphoric glow Feeling connected, in tune. It was my first time so we went slow, But in the end we just wanted to spoon. We all lay there in a bubble of ecstasy Counting my lucky stars to have these two next to me And we knew it was fast, but the morning after The spell was still cast; kitchen filled with laughter! And perhaps I'm just daft or.. Naive, or too young.. But I accepted the invitation to move in. And I sung praises in celebration Of living among such loving openness It was not an imitation We were happy... For a while Until she set this rule: No *** without her. Well, she had a different style And we played her for a fool Because we couldn't share This deep, soulful jewel with her. I still miss our nights spent naked in front of the fire, But I had to set my sights on a new object of desire. Should I leave now or later To avoid any fights, To avoid being a liar? Alas, this threeway was not meant to last, But I lost a third and I gained a half. Because no matter where or who We happened to be with from then on, Our hearts are now glued together, Like some myth from ancient times long gone. More than two years has gone by since those days, I've faced so many fears to find my way out of the maze Of confusion, of woes that was my short marriage, And you know how it goes "then came a baby in a baby carriage". Yet still you were there while my belly grew, I am so grateful to have spent some of that time with you. My soul has been laid bare, I've been made anew, Acquired a new layer, Like now I'm a new mom and I talk about poo! I haven't a moment to spare Between diapers, dishes, chores, bathing, cooking, studying.. laundry too: Single mom style, a beauty so fair! And yet you still look at me and tell me true, That you love me even with sweat-plastered hair, Dishevelled, and missing a shoe. Well, that's how I feel most days So just call me a hot mess, But the heat from your gaze Still makes me want to undress.
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