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You see her there

Right in the middle
Between innocent youth
And tired old age
The redhead
The harlot

Open
Welcoming
Eternal

You see your fantasies
In her mysterious gaze
Your carnal longings
In the fire of her hair

Open
Alluring
Mature

You see her confidence
In her ***
Her experience
Her empowerment

Open
Provocative
Determined

You see what she'll do
To you
You see her
Touching
Lustfully luring you in



You see her
The redhead
The harlot
Your mistress
She is there
In the middle
Between youth
And old age
Always

I am her

I am here

I am eternal
Rain
Pouring
From ripped
Clouds in the sky
Darkened days of March
It rains
Not

Drip
drip
droplets

Of a sweet nourishing drizzle

Not
Sad lamenting rain
Like tears f
                    a
                       l
                         l
                           i
                            n
                             g
On an empty world

This rain is
Washing rinsing cleansing
Flooding                                        eroding                            destroying
Opening

lubricating           exploring                               flowing
                                                  Exploding

Torrent of lust
...and upon the heaps
of discarded symbols
that once bore all
meaning
a new world shall rise
enlightened
and free
Snow gradually covers their garden
Putting life on hold
Inhibiting growth
For play
In fantastic crystals
They fall like feathers
Light
And yet heavy
Soon they shall both sleep
In it
These ancient feelings, run deep to the core.
Roots overgrown and broken, renew thee once more.
Transcending, through time and space.
I'm merely a vessel, just waiting to open its doors.
Release me into this cosmic infinity, and send me home.
Mother earth, so lovely you are, but your people are drones.
Thoughtless amphibians, waiting to conform.
Please just take me, take my soul; let me come home.
So many beautiful breaths I've breathed, in this magnificent world.
So many wonderful night's left to adore.
Though I love this planet, I'll be happy when I've finally gone home.
© 2013 Christina Jackson
Dear past, present, and future lover,

If we never meet, please, I want you to know this. Wherever you've been, wherever you may go, just know I always loved you, in this life and in the last. Each day I wish and wish for you to come and take me away. I just need you to know, if I should die before your eyes meet mine, your heart, don't worry it'll be alright. All those nights I've spent wondering what you'll look like, the way that you'll taste,  a deep sadness fills my chest. You; are what's missing. My lost puzzle piece, I've been searching and searching for countless years. It still aches, this beating heart of mine, it aches for you, for your love. It long's to know every inch of you, every scar, every freckle. In my heart of hearts, I really hope you get this message.

I hope your hearts not as lost as I, just as empty, just as broken as mine. Our hearts, they know we belong, whoever you may be..These blood pumping hearts know, a mere signal will alert us of each other. The moment our lips meet, our hands touch, a blazing fire set's flame, those coals burning deep within, will rise from the very ashes of our cold dead hearts, and rekindle again. Into the most beautiful of fires. A symphony of lust and love and desire, a longing to know every part of one another. I can't help but notice, we've been wandering for far too long, our path's may have already crossed, but that moment wasn't meant for us. We'll have ours, eventually. And I don't care if we meet the day before we die, as long as we got to meet, that would satisfy my heart's desire. I suppose if we'd already met, I'd like to apologize, to tell you what a mess I was in, a mess I was. She's not who I am anymore, I've swallowed the key and locked the door. She ceases to exist....forevermore.

This blister, it continues to ache, gets rougher as the days without you grow thinner. My love, oh my love, where are you? Please come find me, just tell me you're on the way. That you'll be here soon and your flight's been delayed. I'll meet you in the middle, unless you'd rather call it halfway? We'll sit by the moonlight, and wait for the sun to grace us another day. Forever in your arms,  hopefully I'll stay.

All those stars I've wished upon, one of them must be you. Gently placed, before my eyes. I nearly found you, but you've been disguised. Hidden somewhere, I simply cannot find. To a land unknown, even to space, even to time. This 3 dimensional world, is beginning to grind, my very teeth, into sharper lies. The words cut with bitter premise. I need you here and now, I just need to see you smile. To know that glimmer in your eyes is because of me. I'll deal you out in aces and spades, gamble my heart, to find what remains. I know you'll find me eventually...someday

Sincerely,          

                Your past, present, and future lover.

© 2013 Christina Jackson
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