My sister, my diver,
My seeker, my surviver
It’s been a year since our reunion
Time to us is an illusion
We came together in a time of need
Last year was real, but time moves quickly
You’ve soared high skies,
You’ve roamed the mountains,
You’ve danced in valleys,
You’ve bathed in fountians
I see myself in all that you’ve done
I see us both in constellations
Creating stars in the eternal night sky
Dance with me, let’s polarize

Let me bloom into the Source
Let every microcosmic aspect of my whole me fold into itself
Let me be free of form
But fold into good company
May I love myself through all darkness
May I hate myself, but ask for
Forgiveness every time when I remember, and reclaim who I am
I am love, lust, and luxury
I am a powerful woman
Infinity; blissed into a dualistic formality
It evaporates, and segregates no longer
We are one
We get along with each other
Sister, brother
Father, mother
Beyond our blood we teach other
Intertwined in a love connection
Through sound alone we break an illusion
When we know ourselves
We know our wealth
When we breathe in our bodies
We indefinitely raise hell

Wake the dead

What do you do?
You wait for something better
What do you do?
You wait for something better
What do you do?
You wait for something better

Patience will give you everything that matters

What do you do?
You wait for something better
What do you do?
You wait for something better
What do you do?
You breath in everything that matters

Wait for a man that will give you his sweater

Memories exist in the feel of your love that live within the sound inside your soul
I am digging deep inside an old casket buried in a cosmic black hole
Dead as it may seem, it is alive in you
I resurrect them in organic gardening tunes
The tools I use are made for the soil in your mind
The kind that come from foreign lands
And arent easy to recognize
They bloom when I'm not looking
They manifest and shine
They act as a boomerang
They bloom on their own time
I am fortunate enough
To smell the scent of glory
The fact that they even flower
Let's me know that I am worthy
A reflection I can count on
A flower that can sing
A woman that holds power
One who doesn't need a man for anything

She'd just like to have one

Can the Self destroy relations?
Let's face it, there is temptation
There is a mirror
It is a representation
Reflection to dive into
A part of you

What really makes you true?

I don't know if I have been covering myself up
If I have been letting myself down
Or if these two things are one in the same
But I am in the middle of making sense of it
I don't know anything,
and I don't want to

I am currently filthy
I have collected thoughts that are starting to mold
Allowing them to become me
Leaving me empty, tired, and cold
I am killing myself slowly with these thoughts
Trapping myself, and ****** myself of my own freedom
Repeatedly throughout every day
It's completely unfair to who I know I really am
Beauty, grace, rhythm, and balance
The fog seems so thick,
Making me wonder if I can even grasp them
I know it's silly to see myself this way
I know it's where I am, and not where I will stay
But it is hard right now
It is a challenge
I need a push, not a distraction
I am choosing to go forward
Fix myself of these things
Cut the mold out,
and let these thoughts rot away
They aren't me, and they never were
Time is so cheap sometimes
Everything still seems like a blur

I will not embody anger
It is not an emotion I will allow myself to transfer
It is not necessary in this time
I can feel many things,
Right now this doesn't serve my mind
My body, or my soul
This feeling does not allow myself to grow
Anger is not awful
It is just something right now
That I cannot swallow
I seek clarity, and understanding
I seek a new world
Something new, and everlasting
I can not hold on to this any longer
As I am letting go
I am only growing strong
With my last touch to this
I sail it away,
And mark the sails with a kiss
Farewell my old friend
For when we meet again
You will be new to me
All over, and once again