I have waited Paralyzed and viciously reminded Ever humanly so As I watch my fingertips burn Dancing across your ever perfect skin While your lips sear the taste of strawberry into mine For I am scorched Scorched by your scathing gaze As the pits and folds of my desires Are blackened by the thoughts of the things I should not do to you
JPC- My true love you threw your magnetic pebbles your magical out worldly rocks on my lap you called my small momma your portal to heaven star seed. I called your small Daddy the bridge to heaven and we whispered to each other the titles; Mama and Papa. I guess we lived many lifetimes as man and wife as twin souls interchangeable twin flames before. In almost every book ever written where love is lost or found and in every lifetime we found each other I'm never alone, we remain glued just one thought away. I notice your waves right here on HP they fall on my writ pond and mine fall on yours my beloved. You might just as well call me Delene where both of us meetings in some mystic time travel space ship. In love with your poetic waves revealing secrets; true love always takes chances on Earth and up in some exotic E.T. mother ship. ~~~~~~~~~ Mr and Mrs Andrews with Karijinbba.
To burn...in these echoes of warmth, the warm regards, warmest hugs and a hello of a long seen friend. Fires burns in my chest.
Till the face glows; in the light of a friendly smile. We'll all be the stars under the sun, deeming light of inspiration in their lives. The lives of those lost in the dark—guide them with your spark.
Soon my child...you'll find that match, fuelling the already passionate flame of love. To rest your burning eyes of desire on loving your spouse by fireplace of your house.
We'll be dreaming of the stars set in our names, searing the old till ash—enkindled in this hope you'll find. The future is bright, at the end of the tunnel is that shinning light. You've got the will to survive. Keep up the good fight!
Blistering scars do come with time, in the degrees of many scolding hurts. You were created well to take the heat.
There's a fire in us all. A fire unlike no other, there is a fire in us all. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
when we fall deep into the never-ending abyss where biting, caustic words nip at our shoulders, we forget how to ward them off, but we can. we can with these ingredients: - aloe vera infused with compassion to nurse the acidic sting of those words, - honey that sticks to toxic atoms, protecting us from further damage, - a flame to remind us of our humanity so we can join with **** sapiens across time, - and coffee to give us presence of mind to stay in this very moment. We can take what we need, whenever we need it.
Escapril Day 8! Prompt: ________________ as medicine. I was inspired by self-compassion research (especially Kristen Neff's research). I hope you enjoy this poem!