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I like a good tease
the suspense is infiltrating
building an amusement park of expectation
despite all efforts to release expectation
the heart beats a little different
like a freshly tightened drum
a bright timber echoing

I have no hopes or dreams
just a simple enthusiasm
for new love
I recently dreamt of my soul mate
     not one of those lovers, brothers, friends
     who follow one through the ages wrapped in karmic bonds
no, I dreamt my soul's true mate
it was a memory
he was a merman, strong and beautiful
I caught only a glimpse of him
before I was swept away into this life
he tried to follow me
we reached for each other
as the dimensions tangled into strange new realities,
our bond became distant and invisible
my awareness slipped gently away...

but I wonder
did he follow?
has he found me?
is this why I'm thinking of him now
as I gaze into your familiar eyes
my roots shoot down into the emerald crust of gaia
overhead
I hold the strings of our story in my hands up high  
a dizzying expanse of kites tumbling wildly in the golden chaos
     the lives and possibilities of us, in technicolor geometries

your existence is woven into the web of my soul
let's dance along with carefree love
just a girl and a guy
and their super powers
dear universe,
please bring me a man who is smart, funny, kind, passionate, ****, romantic, wise, independent, and devoted
also thoughtful, creative, talented, open minded, grounded, active , forgiving, empathetic, and fun
must like dogs
thank you.

4/29/24
9 Month turn around time. Not bad. Like making a baby.  :)
I awoke this morning, love drunk
pulled like taffy from a dream where we were submerged
in union
your face is fresh in my mind
my body saturated with divine grace
I am grateful for me, for you, for existence

I wish I could spend the day in this altered state
with you
but the euphoria settles
the blood circulates reality back through my veins

I arise, a separate being
engaging the illusion of time and space once more
yep, I’m off to work
his hands are a weighted blanket
emanating comfort and love
his hands are a vice
holding my body as my spirit ferociously erupts
his hands are a feather
tickling me to senseless fixation

his hands release me
from fear, pain, the past
I’m hopelessly swept up in you
I try to keep my post
but I can’t find it
everywhere I look is your face
everything I feel is you

it’s ok, they tell me
all you are is as it should be
your post has changed
we never walk d i r e c t l y
with absolute knowledge
into our new selves
our new lives

you’ve just taken a great big blind leap
into a very bright light
you can’t even imagine
who you will be
once your eyes adjust

so take a break from your becoming
and just be what you are right now…

love struck
endorphins + being in love

I never been so high
he plays all the cards right
I am taut, straining to see his hand
I need an edge
starry eyed mythical creature
I am a peach, juicy and pink
dripping down his chin

I am succulent lamb
tender flesh falling to pieces between his teeth

I am a strap of leather
taking his pain, with pleasure

I am a tapas
teasing his taste buds
one morsel at a time
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