in past lives we danced
to beats created with our feet.
we stepped carefully over Her back.
we pranced, leaped. we slept embraced
by the breath of the trees.
we leaned in, desired more.
the heat burning right underneath.

this love is one to delicate to define.
words miss its entirety.
this love tastes, feels, refines all.
in perpetual movement.
circling, shifting coast to coast,
paddling through the waves.
we grow weary searching for
strokes that do not burn.
they all work the muscle.
exercise the beat.
tune her. its a skill none can compete.

sitting here, remembering how it feels.
the feverish chills, the trace along my back.
dig down deep, bury into the death.
mine the sands of time, uncover the healers
tongue. release. fear of dying.
release fear. be free. be me. be me. be me.

Autumn was red
and so was I
as the trees lost their leaves
I lost my hope for another sunrise
and so we shed our colors together
our blood pouring back into the earth
as it does on those dragging days

Winter was gray
and so was I
as the world slowly froze
I  did my best to keep warm
and so we huddled, shivering together
holding on in hope of a new year
sharing our loneliness

Spring was green
and so was I
as the grass began to grow
I promised myself things would be different
and so we were reborn
as we stood in the pouring rain
hearts beginning to beat again

And Summer, summer was yellow
and so was I
as the sun lit up every crack in the earth
I just stood there and smiled
and so we chose to live
letting go of everything that was holding us back
staying up all night to greet the sunrise

We sit on opposing sides
We watch one another, carefully
Cautiously.
We notice the difference.
The diversity.
We see it as challenge.  

Neutrality, the option of the stars.
The opinion of the cycles.
My own personal dedication.
Unlearn division.
Learn to move through the steps
Gracefully.
Hold another's hand gently,
Allowing room to wiggle.
To hurt.
Create space to heal and touch.
I need to be touched.
I need to reconcile my hearts work out.
I love unconditional and have had a guard
Up. Taught young that my love would
Be taken advantage of.
Never worried up front.
The first hurt though,  
Instant cover up.
Instantly taking my personal path
Up another rung.
Following that piscean path to One.

It's the blood,
They taught me to keep my fists up.
I fight for you. For love. I've been beat up.
All who whisper love to me, it seems.
It's a conundrum.
Born with unconditional love for everyone,

It just isn't for me.
It's in my stars.
I barely recognize I'm alive.
When the moons glow is full,
I fill with the want to go home.
Though,
My heart was born for you.
while I'm here and aware
I'll stayed focused on how to repair
These broken habits
And serve as I'm meant to.
My Virgo essence reconciling in my sea.
Influencing me to critique and heal.
One will know me.
And in that moment,

Moving through these changes
I feel my feet dragging, some.
These alignments are maintaining,
Steadily participating in this dance of us.
The sway of the hips to the beat.
Moving, trailing, leading,
Stumbling, rising, standing. Firm.
Aware of One. The feet are heavy here,
The feet leave deep tracks.
Winding roads to map. Generations
In need of paths. Options to create new.
Disturbance for greater tomorrows.
Energy's cycle, History's truth.

There are scars opening
Ones I knew were still there
Though the love kept blossoming
And my immunity was holding up.
Though now these scars are bubbling up,
The blood beneath the skin is acting up.
It's ready to be cleansed.

And I feel high now still, and
Below, on lower limbs I feel
The air touching my skin.
I feel breezes of time
Opening. Portals being defined
And this time, I see.

This time around I can see fine
Clearly aware of the cycles repeat.
The rebirth of lessons missed.
Deep explorations of my depths.
This time I trust me.
Then I had yet to see.

Then the basics had to be
Founded.
The base was weak.
The little girl me was hurt early.
Early captures of my vulnerability.
Fear implanted then.
Here is where by breakthrough began
At the edge of free.
Lessons to learn in the sand, in the dirt.
In the breakdown of life.
As the death is settled in,
These truths I stand in.
Balance of fear and love.

Habits still to be shut,
Neural paths to be re-spun.
Neutrons path to be felt.
Neutralizing these low vibing memories,
The ones that I alone live through.  
Tearing open these scars,
Clean the blood. Rinse generational
Wounds of appendages and organs
And hearts. Cleanse us.
Bring the healing energy down.
Mend the scars.  Create new
Warrior Marks.

since I was a little girl
I wondered about the perfect love.
the one that is always there.
the one that hears your insides.
Ive since thought Ive known many,
now I realize the quest was one of recognition.

perfect loves are ones of great trials,
ones that are given the chance to live.
you must feed the flame of this love.
you must dance in the smoke
and light of its fire.
holding hands, circling.

its a give and take thing,
the perfect love looks like this.
the two navigate each others space
and taste whats within.
it tastes like you. good and then
some days less brilliant.
WE all have this sentence,
dueling energies constant presence.
the waves never give, they shift.

I want to change my quest,
with Venus in Aries, these things
are new.
I want to create the perfect love.
the One I desire to nourish
and stand in. the love, itself.
walk into the flame, the dance.
singe the outer layer.

you provide a nourishment
few other moments contain.
you join me with the moment.
you root me to now.
your reflection allows me to see
my own beauty and I love you.

your energy is what expands
to meet me, to touch my soul.
I feel it surge within, healing
some bits of me.
your true care, your protection
secures me and I love you.

my friend, you extend your self,
my self, ourselves, WE have been before
and again.
I will recognize your eyes then, too.
my friend, I love you.