#uninhibited
We both agree that we want to keep it pure
as it used to be -- not a makeover or nostalgic
stroll, but unencumbered from what has been.
Uninhibited --
seeing our true faces anew.
When we seem to hurt each other we agree
that we only want to lift the heaviness that
weighs us down –
carefully shaping words to cut the strings
that drag the weight through the generations
so we can learn from past mistakes and not let
mutations mutate our love.
Peace be still my love.
My peace is not here
as yet, but you have it within your reach.
Drop the weight
and grasp the lightness!
Maybe mine will come sooner if you stop
mourning my darkness and follow your own
light that has always been there--
sometimes hidden
behind the horizon--
but it has always been there.
Let it glow as it used to --
not human-formed
or reflected beams but uninhibited from what
has been. Not obscured, but seeing us anew.
Please see that I can see that you
have the power to be set free.
Then maybe my peace will arise within me sooner.
Then maybe my spirit and mind will heal sooner.
Dec 23, 2024
Dec 23, 2024 at 10:25 AM UTC
Reckless abandonment;
Wild love, sunshine stretched out
Overall, no monthly contracts,
Uninhibited; so we can be.
Jun 19, 2024
Jun 19, 2024 at 6:34 PM UTC
i yearn to know
what you are
thinking.
i can sense some of you
but
it isn’t enough anymore
i like the way your knuckles
and
palms
expand
and
contract
when you speak
the way your
eyes grow when
you ask me
something
the way you run your fingers
through your hair
before you tell a story
i want to know more of you...
yet
i can’t help but wonder
how close should i allow myself?
something about you
pulls me in
you are
the moon
i am
the ocean
a force,
undeniable
powerful
magnetic
hypnotic
my body and mind have
collapsed
into you
and i need
your authentic, organic, uninhibited
thoughts
the unknown entices me
and
simultaneously
freezes me in my tracks.
Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 6:13 PM UTC
Along a trickling stream,
there's a hushed whereabouts
she likes to routinely gather
her thoughts from, before
assigning her task
to bathing amongst
the shadows.
Today's reflections vastly
withdrew, untwining
such musings,
as a playful breeze
whispered unto her
of an unbeknownst admirer's
dedication.
And so avidly fixed it was
upon the arched swell of
her lower back,
she quite shivered.
But be it a pleasurable fear,
she allowed him such liberties,
and stepped into the light.
Dec 2, 2019
Dec 2, 2019 at 11:40 AM UTC
Green, the dream-giver.
Through thickest smoke: clarity,
creativity.
Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 1:26 AM UTC
It's not the rain
that makes her
wet this time, again
conveying it
to him without
any dillydallying,
revealing her
intentions in
such plain terms
with a sign
language
invented, all
by herself,
leaves the mark
of the genius on this
woman, deeply
in love and lusting
her man,plain and simple.
*** robust uppermost
in the mind.prompts
yes, bold she is,
she takes things
in her hands at times.
She needs to stamp
her nature
unequivocally,
and she does it in style.
Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 3:29 PM UTC
This is what it is
An alternate reality
Except you already made the choice
Without knowing
Because the poetry is there
Not a dream
But a life
Open minded
Without pre-conception
Or norms
In the rain
Without an umbrella
In the dark
Without a light
In the sky
Without wings
Inside
Or out
Without need
A shadow
Without its body
This is what it is
Willing
Relaxed
Changing
Without a past
Melting candles
Wax covered glass
Exploding rigidity
Morals
Without judgment
Freedom
Without harm
Sought out
If you dare
Exposing
Trusting
This is what it is
An x-ray
Transparent
Without fear
Or agenda
Sincere
Fully formed
Integrated
Yet unique
Communal
Yet individual
Experimental
Excess
In the now
Blooming
Hopeful
Expecting
Smiling
This is what it is
It is ready
Not waiting
Beginning
This is what it is
Nothing else
But everything too
Every possibility
In love
Pleasant
Happy
This is what it is
Timeless
Though it may be short
Because now you know about it
What is
Was
Undefined
Uninhibited
Natural
Without affectation
Or pretension
This is what it really was
Until they tried to recreate it
Without being it
Or feeling it
This is what it was
A river flowing
But not to the sea
Instead
Inside of me
All for an instant
Just to say wow
And it's gone
Because now we know
What it was
Instead of what it is
It is only
When it is
Perfect
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 10:36 PM UTC
The first line iced with hope; straight from the heart.
Melody striving to impress; the sound of a fresh start,
The world would hear the latent pain- only they listened closely.
And maybe in those happy lyrics, they would see the irony.
No, never with their minds; they only listened with their ears.
Only heard her 'happy' melody; never her unspoken fears.
Sung too many times, her chorus had lost its charm.
'Encore. Encore. It can't possibly do you any harm.'
The winds yelled cruelly, the clouds roared with fury and might.
Trials and tribulations; the universe always ready to pick a fight.
There was no exit from this world- this battlefield of horror,
Where soldiers trudged unarmed, yet unscathed never.
Nostalgia struck; breaking through her unfortified mind.
The prettiest of smiles on her lips; it was time to rewind.
There was no audience; not a soul around to stare.
Singing on the road sans inhibition, she had not a care.
Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 7:04 AM UTC