bury me in
the beach
along with my feelings

so that the waves
of love will gently
spray upon my face

bury me in the beach
so i may never see life
again

forget about me
im only a pack
of broken dreams
and lost desires

bury me in the beach
its where i belong
i am nothing
this is my self sacrifice

bury me in the beach
as i will make love
to the ground i had once
came from

(b.d.s.)

The chaos of the storms,
Thunder and destruction,
Speak of a perfection so balanced,
That we often forget,
Perfection and imperfection
Were forever the same.

Yin & Yang
Intertwined & it becomes beauty beyond imagination

Graceful, yet graceless

Yin like a elegant silhouette drifting off into the darkness of the night
It fades
As the night gently turns into dawn

Yang majestic, blazing into the sunset
It fades
As the sunset falls into darkness

Balance of creation, its cycle everlasting

There is so much beauty in being a woman.

Our femininity brings with it a great deal of intuition,
sensibility, & understanding ,
all which the opposite *** could probably never attain.

We are gifted with an extra load of kindness,
compassion & warmth.

We have a strength so powerful to overcome pain & grow from it.

Forgiveness, endless love & the ability to heal oneself & others with it.

Because you're a woman,

that alone makes you infinite

beautiful.

So embrace it.

**Let your own love & light guide you.

She is a paradox
dead under the wholesome demeanor of honesty, beauty, and creativity
I find her sometimes underneath my darkest fears crawling up my throat
to express a voice of her own
I lock her in a prison of my own muffled screams
when no one is looking, I feed her one more rumor and insecurity
she is insatiable and I have lost my balance
The broken key is lodged in my throat and I am drowning in space
She is the paradox, that is me