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 Jun 2016 Leaetta May
Pixievic
I know I have to end this
But I'm not sure I'm quite ready
I know that this isn't really right
Do I just want to be a 'we'
Instead of by myself once more
Sleeping on my own
Going round in circles
Decisions to postpone
I know that you have feelings
You've told me that you love me
Hold me in a high regard
I just wish that you could see
That I'm so much better then the one
You cling to with such blindness
Who treats you with no respect
Never shows you any kindness
But I'm groping in the dark
As I try to find the light
And I just keep coming back to
This really isn't right ......

(C) Pixievic
Sometimes you have to end something  - however painful - when it's the right thing for you ......
 Jun 2016 Leaetta May
Pixievic
The torment in my mind
is eclipsed by the urges
between my thighs .......
My resolve crumbled by
tender kisses in a hushed garden
Eyelids closing as your lips
quietly brush them
gently covering my face
Cupping my chin in your palm
you pull me to you
mouth hot against mine
Hands roaming freely over my skin
seeking points of no return
pleasure growing with every caress
Losing myself in your moment
body aching with weakness
Arching towards completion
as you drink the rainbow
exuding from my deepest point
Floating in felicity
your eyes hold mine in
matchless beauty
bringing me a perfect closing
Locked together
drifting in paradise
I sleep
nestled in the arms of your love
my heart silently breaking ......

(C) Pixievic
Not really anything to add to this .....!!
the world before
the world moves you
change her before
she changes you
take opportunities
before they take you,
spin the globe
before it spins you
pray for the universe
lest she preys on you
that's the only way
to live to rightfully
leave the way.
the sound of a wave lapping,
summer thickens

and suddenly everything is
vaguely surreal, under the
hidden stomach of the stars

ghosts of silver struggle
in the white light.

when the water splashes
little islands croon.

love, rescues me from
the millions of pieces
where i lie scattered.
Thank you to everybody for reading and commenting it means the world to me!!!!
Where encased is the secret of bliss
Is it encoded in any talisman abstruse?
Does it linger unseen on the face of angelic babes
Who with smiles and laughter create such heavenly vibes?

Can it be in the eyes of charming belles
Who hold the world under their mesmerizing spells?
Or is it in the heroic deeds of valiant men
Who on the face of death, undaunted remain?

Can we behold it in the brilliance of the rising sun
Or in the serene calm of the misty twilight dawn?
Does bliss hover on the banks of streaming brooks
Or on the heights of snow clad mountain peaks

Can it be with fair Venus- Queen of Love
Or in the arrows speeding from amorous Cupid’s bow
Does it glisten in the silvery beams of the shining moon
Or in the setting sun’s embers of amber and maroon

Can it be somewhere in heavens so high
Beneath the fluffy clouds quietly gliding neigh
Can sweet Paradise be the seat of  bliss
Where seraphs sing, angels dance and nothing is amiss

Nay, it surely resides not in worlds beyond
But here on Earth, in the union of hearts with love abound.
From time immemorial, man has been on an eternal quest…. a treasure hunt… a relentless journey to find happiness or bliss!  He found it so elusive….and thought it to be something dwelling outside himself, something like a mysterious charm enclosed in a talisman! He sought happiness in the smile of an innocent babe, the beauty of a woman, the sweetness of a flower, the sights and scenes of Nature like the rising sun, a colorful sunset, the moon  behind the veil of clouds….etc… etc. Some saw it in power, money or material comforts.   But do these things give us enduring happiness? Of course to some extent they can make us happy. Unfortunately our happiness stays only for fleeting moments and that too varies widely depending on our mental state..! Some think that happiness is with Venus, Queen of love or in  the amorous life led by those struck by the arrows of Cupid!  

Like a musk deer which looks around to locate the source of scent without knowing that it comes from somewhere close to its own genitals, we search for happiness or bliss in so many external factors . Bliss has to be understood in a wider connotation than mere happiness… It is perhaps a cumulative and purer form of all happiness…a state of unalloyed bliss. Though it is a rare possibility to attain it here, still we can reach a ‘near state of bliss’! It is not something that lies outside the frontiers of our immediate environs. It is within reachable distance, here on Earth itself. True bliss lies in the union of hearts in love!
I am prey to the unyielding Sun
here in this open field
void of shade
holding precious pieces
untouched for 140 years
200 acres of Virginia farmland beneath my feet
where bullets flew
where strong men screamed
and the soil looked as if it had rained blood
death can come quickly or painfully slow

A soldier rips the Eagle breastplate from his chest
and throws it to the ground where I am standing
and here in the sweltering heat
of a calm June afternoon
I pull it from its resting place
no longer shining
140 years removed
from the failing heart
beneath it
re-post
The
most challenging task I have
ever had to do was move on
from "us"...it's a conundrum
I get back to every after
completing other puzzles
that come my way...
But I doubt I'll ever
complete its
assemblage
albeit I won't
stop trying.
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