Why do you need me he says..
I, this independent woman, who can survive alone and has for quite some time..
I ponder this thought:
I need you..
to hold my hand, play in the sand, be my adventure partner.
I need you..
to kiss me softly, hold me tightly, be there to explore and understand.
I need you...
to think of me as your first and last love, trust that I will be loyal to you, that I am your equal, and that I will give you the freedom to be you, as you do with me..
I need you..
to open your heart, and believe the best is yet to come for you and I ...
Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 6:06 PM UTC
We were two love birds, feeding off each other's energy.
Not sure if we were independent or codependent.
Weaving and dodging, soaring to great heights, in and out of each others lives.
Intertwined in the branches of love and ****** desire, wanting to bring happiness and life time partnership to each other's lives.
But the lies and distrust, and arguments kept pulling us apart, with each blow, the nest disrupts, the heart saddens, the love diminishes, and sorrow ensues.
Both wanting to be free spirits, but also, some how some way wanting to be locked in each others arms, an equal partnership of sorts, sharing the best and worst of ourselves.
Can one truly be themselves in a partnership, grow and flourish, and soar.... till death do us part?
Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 12:37 PM UTC
Childhood memories of time spent together, days of hopscotch, giggles and laughter. Monopoly, Sorry, Barbie dolls, and sand castles, swimming, cornfield ice skating, ski trips down the hill, and all the pets we shared and loved.
You were my friend, my foe, my confidante in times of woe.
I watched your spirit grow, to watch again as it fluttered away. My dear sister where have you gone?
You are lost in a world of despair. I reach out to you but you are not there.
Come back to me, remember times we spent together.
I pray for a ray of hope, that by some chance, you find your way and you are able to cope.
Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 10:29 PM UTC
Time is a continuum
from the last moment our eyes met.
The void I fill, while waiting
until our paths cross,
and we are "tete a tete".
Memories of snapshots;
places we explored.
Long talks, naked bodies,
the feel of your touch,
the taste of your mouth,
things I cannot ignore.
The way you hold me tight
and whisper your love in my ear.
I hold onto when we will meet again,
I know your love is with me,
and that's all I can see.
Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 10:55 PM UTC
Seaside, pungent earthy smells..
wrap my dead body in an effervescent cloak.
life breathing into me, I begin to float,
supernatural universe has claimed my thirsty soul,
life and its distractions have taken their toll.
Give way to unrelenting primordial yearnings
follow the seagull, the oriole and blue herons,
dance with the wind, for I am Karen.
Not a care in this world, I am free..
to laugh and explore and just be me.
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 7:56 PM UTC
Please hold me tight, he says, as he awakens me from deep slumber,
This strong willed man has finally let me in to his true feelings, his vulnerability unencumbered.
For whatever reason, he opens up and lets me into his mind's thoughts.
Panic of upcoming events and uncertainty are playing havoc in his head.
Hold me tight, I'm scared, he breathes softly in my ear.
This strong man is even more sexier to me, within his own fear.
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 7:14 PM UTC
I just woke up from a fuzzy dream
You never would believe the things that I have seen
I looked in the mirror and I saw your face
You looked right through me, you were miles away
All my dreams, they fade away
I'll never be the same
If you could see me the way you see yourself
I can't pretend to be someone else
You always love me more, miles away
I hear it in your voice, miles away
You're not afraid to tell me, miles away
I guess we're at our best, miles away
When no one is around then I have you here
I begin to see the picture, it becomes so clear
You always have the biggest heart
When we're 6.000 miles apart
Too much of no sound
Uncomfortable silence can be so loud
Those three words are never enough
When it's long distance love
You Always love me more, miles away
I hear it in your voice, miles away
You're not afraid to tell me, miles away
I guess we're at our best, miles away
So far away,
I'm alright
Don't be sorry, but it's true
When I'm gone, you realize
That I'm the best thing that happened to you
You always love me more, miles away
I hear it in your voice, miles away
You're not afraid to tell me, miles away
I guess we're at our best, miles away, so far away.
Lyrics from Madonna's song "Miles Away", I have enjoyed the song for many years, thought others might too.
MADONNA lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. Written by Madonna, Justin Timberlake, Danja and Timbaland. (2008).
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 12:36 PM UTC
I write poetry,
some say it is bunk,
It lifts my spirit,
some say that it's junk.
Writing poetry clears my soul and sparks a journey,
A foray into the deep depths of thoughts and sometimes worry.
I hope that those who understand,
will take a moment with pen in hand,
To be creative and play with words.
An afternoon spent in thought and contemplation,
can be the best way to dissolve stagnation.
A poem can be heard by others who do not seek to criticize,
who wish to relate and sometimes wish to conceptualize.
How can passerby's stake claim
to something they do not understand.
It is me and I who shall say **** off,
taste, touch, and smell, if you don't like it then go to hell.
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 7:19 PM UTC
a fleeting glance
a timeless shift
do I really know?
was it a change in the wind
or something I have blocked in my mind,
a spreading of sexuality unknown?
The moist pressure of my petals seem to be unravelling.
at the thoughts of a heart that needs travelling.
I am slowly opening the vast depths of my passion
I am seeking the longing of my womanhood, an openness
towards the androgynous kind.
Who is to say what is right or wrong, aren't those lyrics from some crazy song?
In days of old, the mind was closed, but now in present times, open to rhymes.
Through internet channels we can explore, the sexuality we ignore.
Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 9:23 PM UTC
once I knew the lust the pain
to not hold you again,
you spin my mind into what might be
then stand aside and pretend it was not for me.
is it someone else who occupies your mind.
The lustful moments we shared, are they now not for me.
The games of want, then wait and see are so hard to take.
I am blinded by your messages of love, then at the end of the day
you say you have no time for me.
What is to come, I cannot foresee, are you tired of me?
The long passionate kisses we share, then unbeknownst to me, you turn a loving moment into an argument with no care.
How am I to fare, through this crazy mirage.
Am I so weak, that I cannot see that I am no longer your muse.
You have found someone else, and I am hanging on to nothing but a dream. A dream of a wonderful life, of passionate love making and utter acceptance of you and me.
What is to come, I cannot foresee, are you tired of me, or am I so lame, so ashamed to keep hanging on to what might be...
Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 8:52 PM UTC