#require
peeress: a woman holding the rank of a peer in her own right.
what tools fo you require?
a microscope, binoculars, perhaps an observatory telescope...
you ask to peer into my soul,
the heart of the matter,
and I object
not,
asking only for a workman's wages,
of honest preparation,
have you the tools to see me properly,
and when you love what you see,
will you have them by your side
to see the future close by,
and so far ahead?
do you possess within thy
secret places,
an archeological brush
to wipe gently away my ancient earths,
or a toy red shovel to remove fossilized
10,000 year old grains of old hearts,
or fresh, damp from this morning,
of words and sand from my inner
beach, even then, the tonnage may
require an industrial excavator
to clear, hold and perhaps contain
all that poetry, all that love that it contains,
so I ask, you, myself:
*Do you have the proper tools,
the necessaries and the necessities,
to find to store to relish and to delight
in what you may find?*
be an explorer,
and write of all your discoveries,
hurry, for the word
time
means in soul terms & the heart's specialized verbiage,
never enough
so girl scout/ mademoiselle peeress
you s t i l l
have much to assay/essay/uncover
re the meanings of love...
for there is as much to learn from the
quietus of love,
as there is, from the vibrant tumbling of
climbing to new heights
peer carefully...
5:44am
Wed Sep 10
Twenty Twenty Five
Sep 11, 2025
Sep 11, 2025 at 9:28 AM UTC
You might be **** even kind...
But I care not for your ego.
I might as well be blind.
You might be interested in many things.
None of which light my fire.
A hollow heart filled with empty blings.
I live to build and design.
Practicality is so hard to find.
I want to understand the world.
Very few share my mind.
I'm simply complicated.
And there is no shortcut to my desire.
I'm after the impossible.
But that is all I require.
Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 1:14 PM UTC
A section of timeline is now over, feel free to adorn the black funeral attire
Enquire why consent is one thing a woman will never need to require
Ever ponder if Lilith and Eve ever wondered if they should conspire together?
Guess it depends on who you believe is the bigger monster, god or Lucifer?
Feel free to submit your answer
©2023
Dec 28, 2023
Dec 28, 2023 at 7:12 PM UTC
shoot me!
cupid shot of love
words are expression of
heart's detest and love
love me this day
hate me that day
this is your way
I require of
you true love
you want to...
see me in buff
you are love buff
seeming your stuff
use me
dump me
and get away uncaught
I know too well your thoughts
long in the game I taught
to my grown ups
what you are is
camouflaging chameleon ants
flaunting and frolicking
in cascade parade
beholding...
glassy sea mirage
better back off!
case closed on debate
wished he wasn't late
sealed is the gate
I bet you have...
never seen me in rage
sealed is the way
to my heart and this pathway
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 3:23 PM UTC
what is it called when you need constant reassurance of your importance?
what is it called when you require frequent contact and kisses to feel wanted?
or when you feel like you don't matter at all to the person who matters to you.
what is it called?
cause i cannot find any appropriate words to describe how i feel.
how i am intensely pathetic and miserable both with and without you.
what even does that mean?
i'm nervous for the fallout
for the day you look into me and say
that you no longer love me.
i feel it coming
i sense it with my whole being
i can already feel you leaving me;
how my chest caves in
my knees grow weak
and my cries go unnoticed
but you still walk away
until then you just turn your head.
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 12:19 AM UTC
these words retained, their authorship lost and unresolved,
but their siren sounding ringing, ding ding dinging;
resoundingly and unresolved:
we do not always, indeed, hardly ever safe harbor the true origin and
the true meaning of our memories, but they come returning to us with accompanied shrouded shuddering, so oft, for frequent "EX'ing:"
Excellent exhilaration, expiration,
exhalation, variant explanations,
and unsatisfactory excitations but
never any finality of finale
exiting
the memories and the meanings
return modified, encumbered by
prior visionings, and the meaning
further twisted, their import
un lessened, until some resolution
is reached required retained
and a new memory is formed,
perhaps imagined,
perhaps not,
nonetheless
the siren sounds, the mind alerted,
we commence daily, nightly
to reimagine what we once imagined...even
endings...
nml
Jun 7, 2025
Jun 7, 2025 at 9:42 AM UTC