just a walk in the woods
reconnect with myself
lose myself in thought
the quiet stillness
nature around me sings

time for me
to just be living, nothing more
notice the beauty of the world
melodies teeming life
the energy connecting us

soft breezes caressing the skin
the warmth of sunlight
flowing waters passes time
serene and peaceful
my mind empties and my heart fills.

Let words be the tools that heal.  
Let them be the balm and the bandage.
Let them be the antidote to suffering.

  If they must form stories,
  then let them tell us...

of beauty, we still hold inside.  
of the Stardust in our bones.

  and the prayers of our ancestors
  alive and beating in our chests.

Our eyes meet, our thoughts are one
our bodies move in sync
with each caress

Our hearts, our souls
is the source of our passion
becoming consumed with each touch

Our love is mutual,
unconditional and complete,
she gives her love as I give her mine

Our love will forever live
like the stars with an endless shine
as the ecstasy of love live forever within us

Through the shadows of my mind...
I see your ghost, most of the time...
It bids me follow down dark winding paths...
To a place that holds parts of our past...
The spectre begs me to follow close, as we go deeper in the smoke...
Doors appear & start to open wide, revealing glimpses of our carnal pleasures inside...
The bright flash of intense, throaty grunts & thrusts...
Feeding the entwined spirit's lust...
Each door leads to more & more delicious sin...
Mind has my body...trembling, aching, yearning, burning from within...
Oh, I'm trapped & will never break free...
Mind trapped by this constant thought of...we

A spark can easily turn into a flame when it is fueled. That's how love is. It starts as a spark... a connection... it's easy to see. But in order for it to keep burning, you have to give it time and attention. We have an undeniable connection. It's what we do with it that will make or break us.

I Remember

Wide-eyes in amber hues brimming with salty tears
Four years old in red ruffles and day of the week *******
Mama’s precious baby girl
Trembling, frozen with fear, cold and confused
Silenced, but I remember

Truth or dare on the trampoline
Triple dog five-second French kiss or eat worms
Mama’s little daredevil
and innocent boys following the footsteps of their forefathers
Busted, I remember

Open window and moonlit shadows dancing on the wall
Thirteen and rebellious; Mama’s little wild child
“Everyone else is doing it. Don’t you love me?”
Pressured, I remember

Head down, tears flowing, pushing past the picket line
Fifteen and pregnant, Mama’s ***** *****
Cold steel forced inside me, life ripped from my womb
“MURDERER!” I remember

Strobe lights and rap music, twerking teenage dreams
Sixteen with nothing to lose, Mama’s party girl
Beer run – two guys in a Chevy truck looking for some fun
“Drink up baby girl.”
Room spinning, losing consciousness. I remember

Bright lights, bloodshot eyes, and grunting,
hip bones pounding into supple flesh
Incoherent but coming to, Mama’s naive fool.
Struggling to scream and unable to move
Tossed curbside next to the trashcan, battered and used.
Damaged, I remember

Butterflies taking flight, head floating in the clouds
Young and reckless, making plans for the future
They said we’d never make it so we set out to prove them wrong
Independent and headstrong, Mama’s ******* the run.
Head over heels, I remember

Dimly lit room, cold gel smeared across my belly
fluttering of a tiny heartbeat, fear and joy intertwined
Mama’s gift from the heavens, I shall protect you with my life
I often dreamed of the day I would cradle you in my arms
My existence had a purpose, I remember

Blood dripping down trembling legs,
Blurry lights passing by in a frenzied pace
pain unimaginable as the room fades to black.
Floating between dimensions, struggling to find my way back.
Wings gifted, Mama’s little angel
Inconsolable, I remember

Silence shattered like broken glass
“Ms. Daigle, I’m afraid you may never bear children…”
A woman’s worth destroyed in thirteen syllables
Fertile soil now barren – hopeful heart destroyed and abandoned
Mama said it was for the best, I remember

Consumed by heartache, weighted by grief and despair
I sought love in the form of flying fists and rage
Black eyes and body bruises, Mama taught me well
I deserved it, I remember

Surgical steel piercing my vein
Injecting poison to numb my pain
Mama’s little ******
There was no escape, I remember.

The body has gone limp, heartbeat slowing
Discarded by a coward, left there overdosing
Silent screams as tears rolled down my cheeks
***** staining sweat-soaked sheets
I am fading and Mama can’t save me now
but I was born a warrior, I remembered

I begged God for mercy and fought my way back to the light
Never again will I be swallowed by the darkness of the night
I am immortal, and I remember everything.

Within you
I find my safe place
You are my home

Without you
I search for your sanctuary of comfort
Though you are never far

Knowing all I need to do
Is feel your heart
Inside mine

Within you
I lose myself
gifted daily with your forever love

Without you
I find myself wanting to be lost again
Just us, as we say

Never to be found
Without you
By my side

Your fingerprints, like the touch
of a masterful painter, color
my skin, as if it was an empty
white canvas, which now has
the signature of its owner on it.

Your passion, like a fierce fire,
burns my whole body in every
move I make, as if there is an
invisible lighter, which lits the
flame of my desire every time
I try to get away from its net.

Your love, like the darkest and
the most twisted challenge makes
me addicted to it as if you can
inject it into my system and
dope my senses with its
flavor, creating the need in me
to have more.

You, like an old unbreakable
bond, keep me bound to you,
making me feel once again
that I belong to you...

Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, or worn.  It is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.

Time is not measured by the years that you live But by the deeds that you do and the joy that you give- And each day as it comes brings a chance to each one To love to the fullest, leaving nothing undone That would brighten the life or lighten the load Of some weary traveler lost on Life's Road- So what does it matter how long we may live If as long as we live we unselfishly give.

There is a song that we heard. I don't know the words to it. But I know that it brings you back to me. It brings back the thoughts of those nights where the bite of your hands ****** in my hair, the rhythm of our pounding pulse, the fire in your eyes, the way your face changes just that moment before you take control, left me breathless and the memories of that morning-afters when you held me close while I could feel the sweet ache of those red and purple trails that you left on my skin ...
I hear that song and it makes my blood sing.

"Even the nicest people have their limits. Don't try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest people when they've had enough”

Self-love is very important. No one will ever be able to love you as you can. I'm not saying you have to be overly confident and conceited, but there's not a thing wrong about loving who you are.

Growing up, and even now, I've always been told I had to act and look a certain way. One day I was just thinking to myself, "hey, this may make everyone else happy, but what about my own happiness?" I didn't like how society wanted me to be, so I slowly began to go through a journey of self-discovery and eventually I slowly began to love myself. With a help of few of my friends and family, of course. You do n o t have to go through that alone.

Remember, find someone who will always here for any of you if you need to talk

It is this my extreme desire, in the urgency of my fantasies, with the grey of your lustful madness, there is a need in me to possess in your body completely, millimeter to millimeter and in every existing and non-existent reality, also, for I am an extremely ****** demon, metaphor of your desire and passion, which becomes a cluster of words, is my declaration of love and my invitation to *** for I am your multiple Venus, your Gypsy ******, your Eva strumpet, your wild female, My Angel and demon..., you I am the desire, temptation, and rendition in you, that that is only for me, you exchange the perverse and lustful guest of your women's forms, with the pagan ashes and dreams of my tormented Skin...., oh, my God, have mercy on me!, is it lust or madness? Or are both at the same time?, maybe, I don't know!, your little girl a thousand beings chained in my body; there is a strange scent of Jasmine and juggling in my rooms; here in this tartar, which is my room, In the ether of these walls; there is a perfume, that of your divine presence, for; being i taciturn, you come to me, as I go to my dreams, between realities and worldly fantasies, in that dream of my faded wickedness, I am Profane and pagan!, for a moment I am with a hidden scapular, praying maybe with the longing to possess me, but; there is cruelty, since the image of you in brain hugs me and this way leads me to accept my captivity ; in this uncertain hour of my living, since it reminds me and commemorates my desire of you, as an urgent need of my flesh; there in the twilight of the night, you dress of offerings for me, forget about the debts you have With God, I compassionate and full of lust, fight against your divine body, without more and without being your enemy, I offer the moisture of your skin, in this broken and scratched sunset, for; I give you the privilege of quench the Hunger of my pleasures, while I steal yours, about the wrapping of your forms full of mazes, at this moment that we are you and I United, since I know, that like you, others have brought accumulated fevers, angels lit and demons Hidden, I know that you crave the bite of my kiss, the punishment of me, and my forgiveness to punish your dwelling with my insatiable lust....

Eyes dark embrace
Fingers trace
Tied rope upon my skin
Sending sensations within
Answering anticipation
Sensual stimulation
Nonverbal communication

Lips caress
Fingers fondling *******
Softly stroking
roughly poking
Take me, please
Massaging my mind
Don't think & just unwind

Foreplay’s creativity
Secret sensitivity
Holy Intimacy
Spring ecstasy
Emotionally
Physically
Our bodies become one

Lips hungrily tasting
Like a brush
Hush
Imagination overload
Thrusting
Trusting
I am only yours
Surrendering with heart & mind
With each deep powerful grind
My body’s liquidation
Within my walls saturation
Bodies swaying
Circulating
Gyrating

Intimate heat
One sensuous beat
Legs spread wide
As you travel inside
Love intertwined
Souls forever aligned
Just you and me

Bound to my loyal devotion
Our bodies move in perpetual motion
Increase
Then cease
As we release
And we hold each other until day
As we love in our own special way

That moment before you kiss, your eyes meet, there is a pause, as you both inhale to savor the sweet essence of each other. As you both close your eyes, you feel the warmth as your lips touch. Slowly and more eagerly the kiss becomes. Deeper and deeper, and as you pull away, your eyes meet again, to pause once more and inhale each other again....

There are those...
  who have words
     but not feelings.....

Then there
  are those
     who have feelings...

But can't find
  The Words...

Just because you don't look like the other "crayons" in the box...
DOES NOT mean you still can't make the most beautiful pictures!  DON'T you EVER give up on YOU!  
YOU are simply AMAZING!

Your eyes as beautiful as the oceans blue
they never lie they are always true

when happy they gleam, like a distant star
when sad they are dull, like a faded scar

your lips quiver, and your eyes fill with tears
they show the world all your fears

you look so fragile as the tears start to show
down your flushed cheeks tiny rivers flow

its so beautiful yet at the same time bad
that anyone has a heart to make them eyes
look so sad

I will pull you close and kiss your face dry
say something funny so the tears say goodbye

Once again I make your eyes light
like that distant star that shines so bright.

"Finding Yourself" is not really how it works.  
You aren't a ten-dollar bill in last winter's coat pocket.  
You are also not lost.  Your true self is right there, buried under cultural conditioning, other people's opinions, and inaccurate conclusions you drew as a kid that became your beliefs about who you are.  

'Finding Yourself" is actually returning to yourself.  An unlearning, an excavation, a remembering who you were before the world got its hands on you.

Dream Big....know that you are going to accomplish incredible things, once you start believing in yourself.

Oh, blue sky by the sea, so vast and wide,
With hues of azure, where dreams reside.
A canvas of tranquility, stretching afar,
Where the waves dance, like a shining star.

The sun's golden rays, gently caress,
As the sky and sea merge, in a tender embrace.
Whispers of the wind, a gentle breeze,
Carrying the scent of salt and peace.

Seagulls soar high, their wings unfurled,
As if they're painting strokes, in this watery world.
The rhythm of the waves, a lullaby,
Serenading the shore, as time goes by.

The sand beneath my feet, so soft and warm,
As I walk along, in this tranquil form.
Footprints left behind, a fleeting trace,
In this timeless moment, a sacred space.

The symphony of nature, in perfect harmony,
As the waves crash, with wild and mighty glee.
A symphony of colors, a masterpiece divine,
Where the sky and sea merge, in a cosmic design.

Oh, blue sky by the sea, a sanctuary of peace,
Where worries are silenced, and troubles cease.
In your embrace, I find solace and grace,
A sanctuary of serenity, in this sacred place.

So, let me wander, by the shore and sky,
With awe and wonder, in my heart and eye.
For in this moment, I am truly free,
In the presence of the blue sky by the sea.

I once found myself standing in the middle, daggers being thrown from left and right. I took each one straight in the gut, trying to save your heart and defend my own; I stood alone.

In the midst of the shade thrown over like gray sticking permanent, I learned how to stay in my light by walking away from the gray in the middle. The gray does not own me. It never did.

Those daggers were meant for me, but really only launched from a place of someone else’s self-induced pity turned to pain. Well, let it rain. I will stand soaked in whatever pours my way, smiling and unaffected by a version of me told from the mouths of someone who never knew me but thrives on stories told like gospel, hands up, praising rumors as if speaking in tongues, ear to ear, makes it true. I feel for you.

I feel for me more. I found peace in my pieces, grace in the chaos I never asked for and calm in the storm I have always been. I dug through my pain, kept the pieces I created with my own hands and threw the ones away that was not mine to carry.

There will always be people who paint a picture of you with colors that don’t hold true and that’s okay. Let them carry the weight of those colors in their own heart, while you stay true to you.

You, with your beautiful colors, your mosaic pieces, your heart... made whole with its grace, with its peace, with undying honesty. You, with your gracious soul, your unmovable loyalty, be a masterpiece that never tries to defend its own colors to anyone who never saw the pain in your pieces, but only heard about it and couldn’t wait to smear it thick in gray, save it for a rainy day, and try to shine like you always have.

Don’t ever apologize for a version of you written by someone else. Be you and know, nobody can shake your grace or your peace from the roots of you. Your heart.. it is a masterpiece.

Some of us sell pretty versions of our ugly selves and call it truth; others fold our pretty truths into ugly lies and call it even. We are illusionists, realists, the gamblers of souls, and we all pay the poet, in the end

I often find myself just standing here and silently watching you as you get ready in the evening. I am always amazed at how truly beautiful you are. How each move you make is like an artist as you put everything in its perfect place on that beautiful body of yours. I take pause as my heart fills with the love that I have for you and I feel the pride well up in my chest because out of all the men in this world you somehow chose me to share your life with. I still don’t understand it, but I say a quiet little thanks to God every time.

I could never explain it to you, but the beauty that you carry has overtaken me in a way that I have never imagined I could ever feel in this heart of mine. You came into my life and showed me what being loved and appreciated can do for a man. You gave me a purpose where I thought there was none. You have made me want to be a better man both for you and for myself. Of all the gifts you could have given to me, the gift of your love is one truly made of magic. I would lay down my life for you and my last breath would be used to say I love only you.

At night, when you’re laying next to me and your skin is touching mine it brings to me thoughts of how it must feel to be underwater to near drowning and to finally coming up to take a life-saving breath. I love the way you give yourself to me with trust and without fear in your heart and how you show me love and appreciation in the fact that you know I would never let anything bad happen to you.

I am truly blessed to have such a love in my life and I will always pray every night that I always have it here in my world.

So as I watch you there in all your grace preparing for a night out together, I smile knowing that every eye will be on you. Every man there will wish he had you and I know no matter how much they may look at you and no matter how much they may want you, it will be me that you come home with and give your love to when that door closes. That makes me feel like I’m the luckiest man in the world. I know that I am because I have you and I have your love.

I do not want to stop loving you.
I want to sleep with you every night.
I want to wake up by your side every morning.
I want you to be the first thing I see when I get up.
I want to see how you sleep and feel that warmth, feel your breathing, feel the beat of your heart.
I want to curl up in your arms and sleep like that, together, tight, as if a bit of space between us was forbidden.
I want to be the one who listens to you, who comforts you, who supports you and who makes you feel better when everything is not very well.
I want to be the one who reminds you of how special and important you are.
I want to be the one who knows you best. Your weaknesses, your potential, what you like, what you do not like.
That in spite of lovers, we are better friends.
I want to be the one who says 'I love you' every day.
I want to be the one who is always there by your side for everything.
I want to make breakfast with you.
I want to go for a walk at night, wherever we want, without anyone telling us anything.
I want to go to parties with you and be the couple that everyone envies. The couple that steals the show, we dance and enjoy as if there were no tomorrow.
I want to watch TV with you, together on the sofa.
And is that with you, even the simplest and smallest things feel so special.
I want to make spontaneous outings, where we do not know where we are going but we only guide, enjoying the walk because being with you makes everything more fun and memorable.
I want to listen to music with you, in the house, in the car, and scream the lyrics like crazy.
I want a future, a home, a family, a life with you.

Stay with those,
   who saw your sky grow dark
       and didn't walk away.....

Those traits of light, those stars that charge with magic the dawn, phases of the sun that glow, those who live with pain or peace inside.
Night Flowers are, although so beautiful, ephemeral suffer their heartburn because if one day is the century of roses, one night is the age of the stars.
Therefore, spring fugitive, already our evil and already our good is inferred,
Registration is ours in an uncertain sunrise, but, may the sun die or live

Searching for words
That express my feelings
Getting lost in memories of a sweet kiss
The only words slipping through my lips
Are I love you, and I love you true...

Met you once and got enhanced
Met you twice and lost my heart
Never thought a stranger could leave me breathless
Yet the unforeseen did happen
Leaving me mesmerized in a romantic bliss

Of all things I ever desired
I found you to be everything I wanted
Before I could even realize
You turned out to be the sunshine
That brought in never-ending joy to my life

You are my beacon of hope
You are the one I fantasize about
I don't know why I need you so bad
The only reason I can give
Is I love you, and I love you true...

Shattered into a zillion pieces
You mended my heart as if by magic
My heart no longer feels the pain
It just grows fonder day by day
Getting intoxicated by your love

Poet, I am not
Yet I try to weave a verse
My thoughts creating a ruckus
Just to let you know
That I love you, and I love you true...

These past couple of weeks, my eyes have been opened brighter than ever. I’ve been starting my mornings with a gratitude journal, and not looking at my phone for at least an hour. It’s taken so much discipline, but the payoffs have been incredible. My eyes are truly open, and I’m seeing what matters most. Not anyone’s Instagram feed or what they choose to put out in the world. I see the little things. What I’m grateful for. And that’s all of you. It’s being able to wake up every day and do what I absolutely love to do. And that’s because of you. THANK YOU. I encourage all of you to try starting your day with what you’re grateful for. Not work emails or checking to see how many likes your picture got. There’s so much more to life than that. When you start to list off what you’re grateful for, you’ll notice how many blessings you have. How beautiful life is. Try it

Your love brings me back to life
Your smile brings me light from the dark
Your touch brings me a welcome peace
Your voice fills my heart with joy

You became the words I thought I would never say again
A song I thought I would never again hear playing
You brought me out from a place that was so dark and cold
And you gave me a reason to believe

You're my angel come down to earth to save me
You’re my salvation from all the storms
You’re my calm in all the restless nights
You’re my love forevermore

Remember that time you were happy?
Well, stop trying to recreate that moment.
It's gone.
Circumstances change.
What once was will never be again.
Accept the time you are given now
Instead of trying to relive the past.
All you achieve by looking back
Is missing what might be
Right in front of you.

With innocent eyes
and lustful
        fingertips  

she begged me
to drip  
words down her throat
             like honey

I’m having nightmares in the daylight
An awakened mind is a curse
Eyes closed cause my sight’s better in darkness
But I’m scared to put those visions into free verse.

Like I’m lost somewhere in purgatory
All these demons with angelic faces
Got me late for my date with fate
struggling to stay in God’s good graces

This heart has known so much pain
But a soldier’s war is never over
Got me feeling like Constantine
always looking for death over my shoulder.

I had a choice and I swallowed the red pill
Chased the white rabbit out of the Matrix
But now I’m feeling more like Cypher
Wanting to make a deal with the agents

Because truth is a bitter pill to swallow
and they say that ignorance is bliss
but the breadcrumb trail leads to freedom
and I know there must be more to life than this.

I bumped into her and his poetry.

Her beautiful verses that a thousand times I read, woke the passion very inside my heart.
Her poems were never for me, but in my mind his words became fantasy.
And I dreamed of those verses that someday, she would write me.
So my days were filled with an equal joy, my afternoons of wisdom and my nights of melancholy
... while life flowed with an unknown energy.
Dreaming, playing, playing and dreaming.
Without seeing, without listening, without reason to feel in my life.
Crossed new trails of naked feelings,
I opened my soul and my own being.
I shared with my sorrow and my pain and every mystery of my interior.
I delivered my spirit to its magical dimension,
I made it into my God.
I built for a beautiful throne full of love........

"I went falling in love with ty"
I went falling in love with you,
Not to make you mine
But to make us.

Little by little, slowly,
I fell again in the illusion,
Where from time to time
Love hesitation and cheats.

Sometimes I saw you while
You looked at me, dreaming,
Cherish, creating.
I thought of everything and you.

And it's that I believed
In your eyes, in the word
From every day you do,
In your emotions,
In some smile of yours.

I knew, or rather
I meant that my presence was
In you as in me yours
When you weren't even.

And I expected a
Good action to convert
The days in roses,
The Moon in water,
Your hair in my hands.

But I knew that I didn't
Was, you were leaving without
Having personally desengañando me
That we were not us
Just you and me separating.

And me there watching you again
And you know nothing.
I went falling in love with you,
Little by little, slowly.
And little by little I was doing it.

"Our Endless Love" began with just one little kiss,
A sweet, innocent, 'n gentle, unthreatening first kiss,
Like the first flowers pushing their tender stems above the ground.
Could this be the beginning, of innocence in love found?
The gentle cradling, of my hand in yours,
Showed me the gentle touch and the beginning of true love.
Just as those young flowers slowly reached,
For the orange glow of the sun,
We took our time 'n nurtured the unique feelings that now had begun.
Just as the growing flowers began to bud,
So thus was our rapture being guided from above.
As the buds of the flowers started to bloom into a beautiful bouquet,
So does the beginning of "Our Endless Love" begin today,
As we put one another's desires and dreams before our own,
Now set into perpetual motion, our two hearts beat, but now as one.
Long ago a friendship had started, then turned to romance,
That was set afire,
All the longing we felt, our souls intertwined,
As our love began to soar even higher.
Our love showering down with Heavenly Stardust from the Milky Way,
Oh, how our love deepens, with the opening of each new day.
Overwhelming completeness we do feel,
Just the way two lovers should,
Just one sweet innocent kiss turned into "Our Endless Love",
Just as our hearts knew it would.
Oh, how mighty a sweet, innocent, 'n gentle unthreatening first kiss.

There is no time
When your skin is delivered to mine, it is for the clock, there is no time and everything stops, my body and yours, your soul and mine, are one, the caresses are invented without the need to think, your kisses They walk me while my mouth eats you complete, no need a word everything forms between the sheets and our pillows, testing your most secret places you become my perfect lover, while I caused the same in you, feeling your breathing and the movement From your body I know everything is perfect, your look tells me how amazing is the moment we want to be eternal.
There is no other, there is no other, this only we do you and I, your taste accompanies me in my mouth, you take mine, we yearn I came that day again where we can get in touch, I just ask for time don't walk, Life is not over and you never finish being my everything, where the only flavor you want is mine while i wish you.

I wait for you in those hair raising moments while my skins tingles and my blood burns underneath. I lay my body out in wait for yours to join me and I lay my heart out waiting to hear yours beat fast... I know I can never give you all you have ever wanted but ill give you myself and wait with the hope that you will come to claim me...

If we wait until
we are ready, we will
be waiting the
rest of our lives

When things seem difficult miserable
Life is turning away from you
Intimidated and worn out you remain
In the darkness at a corner, you examine
Watching the sky as it disappears
Reminding the lost beloved ones
How beautiful and caring they were
Vanishing without saying goodbye
Shortening your long lifespan
And leaving you destitute and lonely
Deeply you wonder
How life can really be unfair
To honest and good people like you
But all you let go off
And focus to mend your life
And strengthen your heart
With good and caring friends on your side
Opening the picture of brightness
Knowing GOD holds your hand
Leading you to your success
Stars embracing the whole sky
And you know your journey has started
In pursuit of your purpose
Slowly matching from dusk to dawn
With smiles and determination
In whispers, you read your heart
ALWAYS STAND STRONG

Playing the New Year game
it is fun to play, since no one
ever plays for keeps.

There are promises of change
love never ending, casting
all bad habits to the wind.

When the months go by, we
never look back, how we so
badly wanted to make the
New Year special.

Each year always different, each
year we'll live, love, and try to
change ourselves in a unselfish
way.

We all will become wise in
thoughts and play another
New years game each year.

Hope you have a special dream
this year, you may want to
be yours alone..

Always give your love in
respect, and smile always
to bring the rainbows shining
through..

HAPPY NEW YEARS TO ALL!
               2019

I hope one day you give your heart to someone and they will hold it tight as if it's their own. I hope one day you wake up and have something or someone to live for. I hope one day you can go to bed smiling without a worry in the world. I hope one day the battle is over and you've won. I hope one day you meet someone who makes you realize how beautiful you truly are.

to feel everything
life, love, loss
the weight of the world
the intensity of existence
I tremble

am I strong enough
pondering question
to bare emotion
scars unhidden
I weep openly

unashamed
life lived without rules
by my own wits
I love fiercely
giving everything

it is enough
eyes open wide
have I seen too much
tears for those in pain
muscles strain to uphold

I am infinite
the cosmos beckons
those who care
who's hearts bleed
we are the mighty ones...

The hard part is that I lost myself. In the midst of life happening all around me, I lost the ability to be okay, I lost the ability to trust. I lost the ability to love myself, and when that happens, you lose everything. And when the one person in the entire world who loves you unconditionally is gone, then you start wondering who will love you? And then when you start wondering, you get scared that you have to even ask that question. But since you have already asked yourself that, you can’t ignore it. Who will love you now? Who could possibly love everything about you, now that the only person in the world who could, is gone? Hell, you don’t even love yourself. Why would someone else? And then when you realize that, the relationship you’re in seems pointless. Because you start believing that they won’t ever be able to withstand your problems and craziness. And then that snowballs to even more insecurities and fear, and you feel trapped in this broken body that can’t ever be healed. And then you feel lost, torn, broken, unfixable, damaged, and like nothing in the entire world could ever possibly be okay again. Because you know from the past, that even when everything seems okay, another devastating blow comes around again and knocks you back down. So you feel even smaller, even weaker. By that point you’re at the bottom, you’re looking up in tears, ready to scream for help. But you’re not sure who’s going to be there, and if the person who does show up, is going to be the person you need, the person who’s going to pick you up and help you heal. And then you realize again, that you lost yourself. That in the midst of life happening all around you, you lost the ability to be okay.

How does Love speak?
In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek,
And in the pallor that succeeds it; by
The quivering lid of an averted eye--
The smile that proves the parent to a sigh
Thus doth Love speaks.
How does Love speak?
By the uneven heart-throbs, and the freak
Of bounding pulses that stand still and ache,
While new emotions, like strange barges, make
Along vein-channels their disturbing course;
Still as the dawn, and with the dawn's swift force--
Thus doth Love speaks.

How does Love speak?
In the avoidance of that which we seek--
The sudden silence and reserve when near--
The eye that glistens with an unshed tear--
The joy that seems the counterpart of fear,
As the alarmed heart leaps in the breast,
And knows, and names, and greets its godlike guest--
Thus doth Love speaks.

How does Love speak?
In the proud spirit suddenly grown meek--
The haughty heart has grown humble; in the tender
And unnamed light that floods the world with splendor;
In the resemblance which the fond eyes trace
In all fair things to one beloved face;
In the shy touch of hands that thrill and tremble;
In looks and lips that can no more dissemble--
Thus doth Love speaks.

How does Love speak?
In the wild words that uttered seem so weak
They shrink ashamed in silence; in the fire
Glance strikes with a glance, swift flashing high and higher,
Like flashes of lightning that precede the mighty storm;
In the deep, soulful stillness; in the warm,
The impassioned tide that sweeps through throbbing veins,
Between the shores of keen delights and pains;
In the embrace where madness melts in bliss,
And in the convulsive rapture of a kiss--
Thus doth Love speaks.

Your memory with me in this land that you loved so much, accompanies me on that same sea of so much blue that has not left a day of your absence to ask for you with wave and wave, under this same sky that not one day will leave your memory, for that same air that does not find any loneliness like yours, nor heart that moves for its high heartbeat.
By The Silhouette of your beaches, profiles of your mountains, which make pure tremor the Poniente sun, by Glens Hondísimas without water, streams of adelfares where it beats deep under the dry an eternal edge, which unites the high sierras to the seas, cubríales pobrísimos , slates, ruins of vineyards and mills, almendrales ghosts, who lend some mild snow to these winters, among these sierras that surround your maternal city, among these things that do not go, which go inside, and so safe, between What happens, something remains forever: memory and feelings.
We feel that the moment remains motionless with those who want, pure stone in the Sierra, lost water, fire burning perennial, Sea Motionless, hardness of a mirror touched by the single vision of beauty, just instant to love that to the Humans make us eternal, angels are standing in the air of the hours.
I feel the air alive with naming you, the warm heart with feeling, more beautiful this landscape that here is still with the loneliness of you, with its nostalgic beauty in your gaze.

Who said that the sea sighs, lips of love to the beaches, sad?

Let it be wrapped by the light camp, glory in height and in the sea, gold.
Ah Sovereign light that surrounds, sings the unfading age of the sea.
There, reminiscing, without time, the sea exists.
A heart of a goddess without death, beats.

“I choose to love you in silence…
For in silence I find no rejection,
I choose to love you in loneliness…
For in loneliness no one owns you but me,
I choose to adore you from a distance…
For distance will shield me from pain,
I choose to kiss you in the wind…
For the wind is gentler than my lips,
I choose to hold you in my dreams…
For in my dreams, you have no end.”

"A friend who understands
your tears is much more valuable than a
lot of friends who only know your smile."

‘
A heart filled with love,
Is like a phoenix that
No cage can inprison’