Jessica B

Jessica B Jan 2020

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There are no thoughts when I write.
These words come to me in waves of
emotion.
Telling me their stories, as the tide turns along the ocean.
You’re lucky if you catch one,
Listening.
I open up my arms to them.
Surrendering.
Surrendering these empty thoughts as they fill them with meaning.
Taking them to a place of secret.
Only to return to you with its honesty.
Ready to share with the
world.
To be heard once more.
You can choose to pick it up if you want;
these seashells of secret.
I saw you in it, so I didn’t hesitate.
Radiating your color, Vibrant and glowing. You must have found me, In the midst of the unknowing.
I pick it up to hear the waves of your story. Understanding  its every meaning.
Listening to the sound of your voice, one last time.
There are no thoughts when I write.
You’re lucky if you catch one.
Listening.

Jessica B Jan 2020

Time

It’s been a long while now.
As time moves quickly, yet slowly all the same.
It stood still for me once.
Time.
Just circling around me on repeat.
You never had to tell me about it’s presence, I knew.
As Time did too, for
The moment it stopped, I met you.

When I first saw you, I fell in love and you smiled because you knew. -W. Shakespeare

Jessica B Nov 2019

Day Dreamers

And What if we were all just a part of something bigger.
Bigger than the existence of the universe.
Only emotions can connect to it.
Our purpose in this world.
They say faith is felt.
The one true gift given to us.
I look to the sky this time,
Watching the stars,
Wandering
As they hold all our darkest secrets.

Jessica B Nov 2019

The Traveler

And she walked away;
Wandering the earth with her bare hands.
Open to the world beside her. ❤️

Jessica B Sep 2019

Artistry

An artist’s mind is a paradox.
Don’t think too much they said
Or you’ll get lost in it.
Blurring the lines between reality and madness.
Imagination as we create it.

Jessica B Aug 2019

Flightless freedom

The wind blows softly against my skin,
As my hands flow with the music that it makes.
But these treetops You see,
They stifle against them.
These treetops,
So busy they seem.
Fighting To stay in one place.
But Ironically so.
their leaves;
they carry & let go.
They Fly without remorse or reason.
As they travel without trying.
Without telling.
Without fighting.
❤️

Jessica B Jul 2019

Yellow

There you are.
I see you.
Your eyes tell me so many stories.
Colors so transparent;
As they paint the sky’s Gray and blue.
We danced again.
Underneath every star that could see us, as their reflection touched ours.
Perfectly placed,
as my body moved the way yours did.
Underneath the spotlight of the universe,
Tracing the stars, as we gently cross over each constellation.
Bringing a sense of completeness to the world as it fades out behind us.
I see you.
I could feel the music flow through my fingertips as our hands slowly come together.
These Colors swirled around us in shades I’ve never seen before.
Blending together as one.
Synchronizing to the sound of music
As it played Yellow.
With such grace as it flows with every step we make.
There you are.
I see you. ❤️