Christina

Christina Sep 2012

Drifting

She smells like ocean
with salty tasting lips & skin,
hair in a tangled mess
just like her soul.

“Darling, let these feelings take you.
Your mind is a wandering boat,
Drift out to sea,
let the current make you.”

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Christina Sep 2012

There is no 'calm' in storm

I drew mountains from flowers,
Casted monsoons from the tip of my tongue
In hopes of finding an answer
But instead I found
nothing.

There is no solace
in brewing up storms, my friends
But at least there is the hope
that a seed shall break through the stubborn surface
and sprout into a blooming bounty
of forgiveness.

Christina Sep 2012

Firesoul

Radical wildfire, you free spirit,
Weathered, withered away,
Your soul left in chains,
So I’ve come to SAVE your heart,
From anymore
t o r r e n t i a l r a i n.

Christina Sep 2012

☽ ❀ ॐ

My name is Flower of the Dark Moon; MoonFlower for short.
I have a huge heart and an whimsical soul, and I will love you.
Whoever you are, whatever class, race, or ****** orientation, i will love you
Whether you’re a saint, or a ruthless sinner,i will love you.

I see the light in the darkest of places and people.
For I am darkness myself, As I am ironically a creator of light.

We are all infinite cosmic love existing within a web of consciousness.
That infinite web is known as the universe, which is a living breathing being!
We are merely its components; atoms or cells if you will.
Since we are a part of the same web of life, then that makes me like you.
We are one and the same. My lifeblood and heritage connects directly to you,
Connects directly to the trees, the rocks, and even the planets within our solar system.
I am me, as you remain you,
however I exist in you as you exist within me.

And so, with all this known in my heart,
With all this bursting and radiating love,
how can I NOT love you? :)

Christina Sep 2012

Untitled

This siren’s song is waiting, wading;
sifting through the armada of coral reefs and schools of fish,
against the fiery black pits; so long so lonesome.

Christina Sep 2012

Calypso

She waits.
Through tidal waves
through hurricanes, through luck
She waits for him, her long lost sailor boy
her sweet soft sentimental poor excuse called love.

Christina Sep 2012

Aphrodite

They say that Aphrodite, goddess of love, fertility,
and ethereal beauty was born of sea foam.

The Mediterranean waves relentlessly collided into themselves with
passion, like a forbidden love affair, until leaving
behind their salty remains. From chaos, complexity, and divine
effervescence, Came forth the most delicate entity known
to man.

*And yet sea foam smells like ****.

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