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But it's so hard because it hurts.
And I'm afraid I might scare myself from the great love in front of me if I think too hard about the hurt living on in love. But this is my art. To take a feeling and dissect it. Bring its most unspoken parts alive, and say them. Sometimes I hesitate because like me, people don't wanna hear about the hurt either. My words - my art - sometimes creates an uncomfortable sensation in people. Or reminds them of an old belief they haven't let go of. Or of forgotten moments of self consultation they had probably consciously released, because, let's face it. It is really hard to take some of these feelings of hurt and learn from them. Embrace them fully. To devote life to understanding them. To innerstanding them. It can be very difficult. Sometimes nothing else matters but my urge to dig in the fabric of life and create sensation through words. This addiction has me often sick with emotion. Continuously & fully taking on surrounding energies. To learn, to calculate, to feel everything available to feel. I can't shut it off. And my brain may go wild and my chest fly too high with anxiety. The anxiety of a tornado of unprocessed emotional junk, spewing from the cracks of the world's ego. But it is in this feeling, that I came to know my calling. And it is this, that lays out the lessons I know I must learn, in this lifetime. It is this, that has bread my direction. "

..............miss..............mica.................. <3
A blog post for today .
***
It doesn't obligate a relationship.
Nor does a relationship obligate ***.
*** is an expression of a feeling for another being.
And it shall be pursued as such and nothing else.

Not as a label. A habit.
(Self-destructive or otherwise.)
Not for pity. For lack of self awareness.
Not for boredom or distraction from life.
Not for obligation or money.
Never when you don't want to.
But for when you do.

As pure expression.
For the moment you couldn't stop yourself if you tried.
Basorexia.
The desire long haunting you.
Overwhelmingly and thoughtlessly,
immersed in a kiss.
A caress.

To share an Aura with someone so unbelievably magnetic,
and picturely poetic.
Every smile, thought and fault,
Is frozen in time.
A moment catching its beauty.

***.

It's for that special person you kissed a year ago,
And you can't forget the taste of their lips.

It's for the one who's eyes,
speak louder than words and actions all together.
Finding you timelessly, again in your dance.

For the one you took for granted.
That you knew you should have held a bit longer,
But couldn't because a vampire had your heart.

It's for the one you're most nervous about.

The one that creeps into your mind and you're not sure why.

The one that makes you want to scream :: "Take Me Away!"

Regardless, whoever + whenever,  have one vow:

**<<< Do It Only If They Drive You Wild. >>>
~Save it ~4luv. <3
Am I going crazy ?

Is this the mark of a genius?

My words and lines
Earn their wings,
As I keep with trying.
The flow is hiring,
And I'm one of her workers.

Suffering, enjoying, loving, and depising,
This all time reality.
Stuck hard to gravity.
Spinning and on...
& I'm spinning and on...
This cosmic dream goes on and on...

*Just lay me down to sleep now, love.
My dreams are hard and the eyes above,
Cast to me what I'm thinking of.
I'm working with a Transdimentional Truth.
And it's right now, that I would grab your body in astonishment of its existence. Screaming for me to touch it. Love it. Kiss me. Hard. And you would. And we would, play. Laugh. Feel. Grow. Become, one flowing unit of constant embracement. Everything is perfect here and I never want to leave this place. Can we not grow up here? Grow old? Grow fine and grow molds, of the rest of our life? From this.
This is the perfect state of existence...
In your arms.
I ******* miss that.

But its not even you anymore. Whatever part of us that had this is slowly fading, and it's tearing apart my deepest scars. For now, what are they for?
My resentment to love has a firey core.

*And its ashes are on your lips.
I surrender my heart,
for it has a goal,
to feel what's real,
pure, and whole.

The palace is clean,
and calling my colours.

& A rainbow will be,
in each corner of me.
For I, For You.
For Once, For Truth.

I will put ALL of me in my Kiss.

Orenda rests in the crystal mist.

& I will delve into the lips,
Of vulnerable places.
Letting go of me.
New water is invasive.
With the levels so deep,
Resting between,
Your forever speech,
And crystalline,
Bridge of Senses.
We're on the fence of,
Time and Space.

& I move through your Kiss, yes,

Tacenda rests on your lips.
Selcouth::unfamiliar.rare.strange.and.yet.marvellous.
Orenda::mystical.force.present.in.all.people.that.empowers.them.
to.affect.the.world.or.to.effect.change.in.their.own.life.
Tacenda::things.better.left.unsaid.matters.to.be.passed.over.in.silence.
" My mind is like a twine that I can't unwind. Knots and a kink forming the thoughts that I think. Please tell me ma'am, how do you do the do that no one ever knew? How do you comprehend how to fix a bend that you've tried so hard to mend? "*

( KL )

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" Simplify the fine mind, for the eyes to find what your most certain time of bliss and highs will hide inside.  You're the dream kind. BE kind. BE simple. BE honest. The light is well upon us. " <3

( MM )
...
" I wish I had someone to ride with me, the way down town... Delve into the rabbit-hole, flip us inside out. Wishing for nothing other than the pleasure each other can offer. I want a friend. A *****, clean, friend. I'm not afraid to say what I need. I wish for someone to walk into the dark with me. I want someone so irrefusably crystalline, that in a simple kiss, I'd shoot to the stars, and blast out a dream. " **

missmica_
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