I create my own way I am unique I am a craze Ready to sweep nations Off their feet And into my gaze Where a hug Full of warmth with care Is waiting To comfort The inner workings Of their internal maze 💖✨
(rddjpc-Asgbba) ~~~~ Some people miss their mark they find His and Her God and Goddess looking straight in their eye writing sharing giving sighing, smiling in their face, thus awakened by true love divine gift of the Universal heaven; and yet, remain oblivious to the treasure found without looking. Both fail to relish cherish with sweet abandon the new love found continuing praying to their imagined other God's for true love to arrive.
Unbelievably one or both go back to dreamming and sleeping living in a world of unreality. Their dream never breathes nor lives in search of the love that swiftly had already passed them by.
Ignoring their bird of love it flew away, searching for faithful embracing lovers. Surely the gods and goddess grant blessings to those who embrace love in the eye of the beloved. The just Gods simply grant them wisdom grace. A goddess a God in our embrace is better then any other out there in the cosmic vaccum space time continuum of cruel Mr time! Sigh. ~~~~~~~~~ By Karijinbba 07/2021
Live in present time honor your dieties but do not fail to ignore honor cherish the love true found or forever regret the gifts the Gods sent you and you never grasped.
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, when love is like a dream---we live not exist:>
when a skirting golden light sinks the morning room when a chocolate's mist takes away the gloom when a song blasts the ear you make a scream when a coffee's first sip lightens the mind with steam when a sea races the waves alone dived when a rainbow kisses a mere the rain skied
when a heart makes a dance when a landscape stills the stance when a painted hand dirties the whites when a moon never fails to shine in sight when a run feels like the embrace of the winds mint when a line flows a ray of a poem in every tint and we live not exist
Of all the anger and hurt and pain I am left with Nothing but a mere memory Nothing but two bare bodies lost deep in understanding each other's pieces and muffled laughter and glee kept hidden as to not overthink each carress and fond eyes looking back and trembling hands touching so soft barely there
When I saw the look on your face talking about the past the hurt, the last humiliation your anger and disgust suppressed by layers of years and self-aggretion I felt it in me the absolute, disconcerting need to keep you in my arms to keep you safe to keep you warm and kind Because I can't stop picturing the look on your face when I keep you embraced