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Dahlia Nov 2012
Reaching out for what delivers its existence

The thirsty tree extends its limbs further to the sun

An encounter craved, but still valuing its bestowment

Forever longing anxiously for that connection



The summer winds carrying this hopeful firefly        

Emitting the lonely light that calls out for another

Releasing these signals in hopes of discovering you

Again a flicker and finally the mate is matched



Sprinting to the sea, the relentless river runs

Passionately carving its way through the slighted landscape

Obviously enraptured by its desirous charge

Awaiting the second its frenzied rush reaches home



Like the sun now churning our eager energy

Overthrowing senses with this rampantly raging need

Overwhelming magnetism lures us toward temptation

Inescapably mesmerized by this sensation


Profound in nature, driven by this timeless dance

Sophisticatedly conjoining into fulfillment

A base for these unbridled electrical impulses

The quintessence of our fusion now realized


We are the union of two wandering forces

Ignition progresses affectionate meditations

Quietly absorbing the synthesizing of segments

Once unrelated, now entangled eternally
Dahlia Nov 2012
Control:

Enticing me

I am at your mercy

My delicate nature in need

Bewitching every facet of my being

Command:

Overtake me

Demanding my rapture

Leading me to my submission

Freedom escaping me in this *******

Coalesce:

Ensnaring me

Obedience resolved

Craving the softness of your flesh

The grasp of these restrains enslaves me

Complete:

Liberate me

Promises delivered

This total wonder entangling

Rescuing me with absolute fulfillment
Dahlia Nov 2012
My home is found not in the affairs of international companies, or the goings-on of diplomatic countries,

But, in the confines of my soul, and the reaches of my actions.

I do not seek solace in material possessions, or satisfaction from my wealth

But, in the depths of my imagination, and the thoughts I allow myself to conceive.

We can not tolerate injustice, or those who terrorize our populace,

Or, we too shall become unjust, and fall prey to their greed.

Until we learn to stand together, and learn to respect one another,

The beautiful ideas we create will only fail, and our children will only know hate.

You must learn to love your brother, and value your sister

Or we will continue to reap the disasters we’ve sown, and we will never know a world less tragic than this.

The world won’t change until you have found the internal motivation to change yourself.

How much is enough?

How far is too far?

What will it take to spark the revolution?

— The End —