Take a couple of puffs on these verses, before they get old.
Spend time with each line, let the story unfold.
Allow the words to surge, through your body and soul.
And with deep understanding, exhale from this hold.

                               Pass...

Now with new inspiration, feeling free to be bold.
Permit your expressions to flow, like rivers of gold.
In it's post natal form, while still damp and cold.
Release without fear, let your story be told.

Puff...

                 Puff...


                                        Hold...


Pass.


©Tina Thompson

I have a scalpel in my hand
     Placed just below my neck.
Sliding slowly down the center
     In between each breast.

Tightly grasping my new split chest
     I Pull wide for all to see.
Exposing with no shame
     The Heart that beats inside me.

Now Folding my hands together
     I Bring them up to a bowed head.
I'm Praying to the Lord above
     For strength. I'm wanting to be led.

For I am open in a cruel harsh world
     A defenseless sitting prey.
I have Chosen to reveal myself
     And face all the scrutiny.

My feet are firmly planted
     Standing strong in who I am.
Knowing any confrontation
     I surely can withstand.

Raising my bare fists before me
     Waging war on fear within.
With might and determination
     Each battle I will win.

My hand now stretches outward
     To another friend nearby.
One wanting to open up as well
     And no longer hide inside.


©Tina Thompson

Let me Love U...

     Like the first sip of a cappuccino
          In the early morning
     Leaving froth upon your lips.

     Like the passion of salsa music
          On a Saturday night
     Causing you to move your hips.

Let me Love U...

     Like the thrill of a roller coaster
          Playfully teasing
     As you approach the peak.

     Like a precision guided missile
          Causing an explosion
     With the target I seek.

Let me Love U...
  
     Like a cool ocean breeze
          Caressing your skin
     Inducing relaxation.

     Like a personal sun beam
          Warming you
     To complete satisfaction.

©  Tina Thompson

Lifted by your Love
     I was able to believe
          To feel, and to Value
     To know I am Worthy.

Freed by your Touch
     I Surrendered
          Completely,  Wholly
     To you Only.

You are a Blessing...


Stifled by your Past
     I can't Reach you
          Hold you,  Convince you
     To understand.

Rejected by your Fear
     I must watch you go
          Abandon it,  All,  Everything
     To Live Alone.

Our Love is Cursed...


Possessed by your Soul
    I am eternally
          At your command
     Awaiting your Call.

Tormented by your Spirit
     I cannot escape
          I cannot move Past
     Our Love.

For you are my Blessed Curse.


© Tina Thompson

Freedom found in your embrace
     Solace in your kiss
I'm drawn to you.

A moth amidst your flame
    A deer in your headlights
You have me.