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Alicia Apr 2014
We must raise our daughters
to be better than us, to be
quiet forces. Moving swiftly
and making their presence known
wherever they go. We must
let them know that they were born,
into this world, queens. And that
their kings will be before them
when loved tenderly.
We must let our daughters know
that realistic wishes could never
be impossible, and that
their dreams are valid.
We must make known
to our daughters that
perfection is a desire that cannot
be achieved but, to us,
they are the most perfect work of art
that was ever created.
And we must protect our daughters
from harm and danger.
But we must not hold them back
when it is time for them
to spread their wings and fly.
*4/3/14
Twitter: @the_monAlicia
Audio: soundcloud.com/liciii/daughters
Alicia Apr 2014
Love not forgotten, just placed on the back burner.
And one is reminded of a photograph with past lovers.

It never took much for you to make me weak.
The loving you gave sent chills down my spine,
made my soul do cartwheels,
and made my heart do back flips.
You felt the same. I know because I felt my energy
dance on your heart, and I could tell
when it got down to your bones.
I took the kinks out of your soul
and made life a smoother ride.
We were breaths of fresh air we both needed,
and we gave our spirits what they yearned for.

Ice cold winds beating against our faces.
Laughter so joyous it brought about permanent smiles.
You were contagious in the best way possible.
On the cloudiest day, the sun decided to break through
and make an appearance when we got closer to his space.
Knowing that you were the brightest star
that afternoon and he could never compare to you.
Gazing at each other and saying "I love you"
is what we did best that day. Moving my hands
so my fingers intertwined with yours,
with intentions of never letting go.
Placing kisses exactly where they belonged.
And our reciprocal love filled the air
Everyone could feel it. All eyes were on us.

Now we are strangers in different locations,
with hearts in different races
and minds in different places.
And we are left with a photograph
containing a love that ignited a fire in me
to create poetry.
*4514
Twitter: @the_monAlicia
Audio: soundcloud.com/liciii/photograph
Yhama ButterFly Apr 2014
I wake up every morning to you
My heart immediately
gravitates towards your light

You are intoxicating
Your lights fuels me
You give me hope to drowns my fears

When my pillow is soaked in tears,
Your comfort soothes my sleep

Your grace is amazing
When my love is lazy
My faith is wavering

There is no persuading... You love me still

In my turbulence
through every known flaw... You are unconditional

I pray
I question
I repent
I weep
I fret with uncertainty
I over-seek
sometimes I must repeat
i'm inconsistent
at times weak
other times too strong
many times wrong

No matter my station
Your decision remains firm

Your are mine
I will never leave you
I will never forsake you
I am with you eternally

You are mine
I will guide you through life's journey

God.**

~Butterfly εїз 2014©
This was a suggested topic for day 4 of  30/30
Yhama ButterFly Apr 2014
I love you
I can't say
I love you more than my life
It is because of this gift of life
I am here to love you

I love you
I can't say
I love you more than myself
It is self love  
that allows me to
love you whole-heartedly

I love you
with the love of God
I can't say
I love you more than God

God is my First Love
God is Love
The Creator of Love
The Author of How to Love
A Reflection of how I will Love You


I love you so much
With the gift of this life
Loving myself first
and
The relationship with
My First Love,  The Creator*

I can love you...

Exactly the way I do
Exactly the way you like
Exactly how you deserve


Is that alright???

~Butterfly εїз   2014©
Yhama ButterFly Apr 2014
FactsAboutMe5

Maybe, life is not all about this.

I try to cultivate my relationships
mostly surrounding this gift.

and...
Unless you're down with me
at that moment,

Truth is...
I would abandon you in a heartbeat
for the company of writers & poets

with the exception of "Love" that is...

¥. ButterFly εїз ©

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