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Lyteweaver Jun 18
I want a love who loves like I do.
A love that's honest.
A love that's intense.
A love that's creative.
A love that's generous.
A love that's playful.
A love that's protective.
A love that's forgiving.
A love that's expansive.
A love that's courageous.
Until I find it,
I will
hold a small space within my heart
leaving room for it to enter.
preventing my heart from knowing completeness.
Forever heartbroken
Looking for a love that loves
like I do.
My love is not patient however much to my dismay
Lyteweaver Jun 17
Her freedom smells like sweet Jasmine
on a warm summer evening.
It sounds like the song of a Mockingbird
bringing in a new day with no responsibilities.
It dangles images of passionate love
filled with adventure;
fulfilling a soul mate's journey.
It promises her nothing.
For freedom is not freedom when entangled with another.
It's a simple choice.
Love or Freedom?
Is it possible to have both?
She's never had either.
She grabs ahold of the wings of a bald eagle
and soars until she finds a love
who allows her to feel free.
It's possible she will soar for eternity
longing for such a love.
Meantime she'll breathe in deeply
As Father Sun kisses her nose
within his safe embrace
Knowing Mother Moon
will keep her heart encased.
Lyteweaver Apr 16
I feel a charge in my heart space
like a magnet pulling me towards you.
I hear whispers of past life adventures
when we connect telepathically.
I see visions of our divine energy
curling in synchronicity.
I taste your fantasy on my tongue
with sweet remembrance
of a twin flame finally reunited.
I touch your tender depth
as we expand our connection
through conscious intention.
I know you
before
knowing you.
Welcome back lover and friend.
Let's begin this timeless adventure
again.
In anticipation of the love that's coming
Lyteweaver Apr 13
I knew we'd rendezvous again one day.
I had hoped you'd come through so we
could play again one day.
And here you are
showing yourself in clouds, candle flames, herbal magic
and blue jays.
An all-knowing, all-loving, warm stillness
like a hug from the inside.
A long lost love;
I knew I'd find you again one day.
The colors around me dance decoratively.
The wind plays music through the pink Hibiscus flowers.
I see you
I feel you
again
today.
Lyteweaver Jan 2017
I want to LAUGH like I've never laughed before.
I want to feel salty tears streaming down the creases of my face
as my abdominals cramp from jubilation.
Time will stop completely as I lose myself in the belly laughs
that roar between comedians of life.

I want to LOVE like I've never loved before.
I want to feel my heart beating with sunshine to the sound of a violin.
The notes will play harmony in my soul
filling my spirit with orchestrated synchronicity.

I want to LIVE like I've never lived before.
I want to take chances and leap before I think.
I will dive off a cliff into a deep clear lagoon submerging my shell.
I will close my eyes and JUMP
as I plunge into aquamarine bliss.
Lyteweaver Apr 2016
I bathe in my own tears
The blood of my soul drenches my skin
Brings me back to life
Temporarily

A Phoenix
rising from her ashes
set ablaze from spontaneous combustion
The explosion floods regrets
and feeds an unseen cusp
Lyteweaver Feb 2016
Facebook makes me want to *****
Spew chunks of fake houses
perfect spouses
So many poses
perfect smiles and staircases
tout it.
Adorn rose-colored glasses
as you watch the egregious *****
boast champagne in their glasses
as they fool masses.
What does it matter the square footage
if you can’t teach your children how to solve problems?
Or start movements?
Or have values?
I’d rather wear hand-me-downs and have roots
than don Versace and walk in rich boots.
When the day ends, as you are lounging in your satin linens
do you ask yourself how you grew today?
How you moved today?
How you flew today?
Well I am…

So get out of my way.
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