Love,

I write this letter to warn you that I am losing my usual reasons. Lucidity is but a flickering flame in the vast expanse of my mind, almost dormant. I am losing certainties as a body loses its footing in deep waters. The doctor told me that I am suffering from inaccuracy and meekness due to incomplete love. The half that fills me tips me over into the severe symptoms of passion. Through inner delays, we understand our degrees of fever and enchantment. I have been blinking my eyes more slowly, breathing with greater attention, so as not to miss … Continue reading Love,

She

Does she scare you a little? Good. Her love should instill a sense of awe, a reverent fear, so that when she lets you into her heart, you will hold it with the utmost care. She is a reminder of the potent power beauty holds, a storm within her veins, and still she wants you amidst the tempest. Do not take this soul for granted. She is fierce and untamed, capable of taking you to uncharted territories, beyond the horizons of your imagination. Yet, within her wild heart, she carries a tenderness, like the gentle rain that follows a thunderous … Continue reading She

Goddess

You are walking goddesses. Each step you take is a dance with divinity, a testament to the sacredness within you. Adorn yourselves not just with jewels and garments, but with the essence of your soul, the light that radiates from your being. Take the time necessary to love your body, to cherish every curve, every line, every scar. Your body is a temple, a vessel of life’s wonders. Embrace it with tenderness and care, knowing that in doing so, you honor the goddess within. Feed the beauty that lives in you through the portal of ritual. Let your daily practices … Continue reading Goddess

Words of a Poet

Who would not want to hear a poem before sleeping at night, or have their eyelashes compared to the golden rays of sun coming through a morning window? The gentle cadence of verses lulling you into dreams, each word a tender caress, a whisper of love and wonder. Who would not want to be a child again in the arms of the one you love, curled up under the sheets, listening to bedtime stories? Stories that weave your lives together, where he is a lonely farmer and you are a fallen star, destined to meet and light up each other’s … Continue reading Words of a Poet

Journey

You will lose yourself over and over until you find yourself again. In the labyrinth of life, it’s inevitable. With each turn and twist, a part of you will slip away, only to be rediscovered in the light of a new dawn. Some losses will become lessons, echoing the wisdom that pain often brings. Others, good omens, guiding you quietly towards the path you are meant to tread. You will lose countless people, those who walk with you for only a short while, before the right people find you. These are the souls who will see you for who you … Continue reading Journey

Essence of Poetry

She was poetry in a world that was still learning the alphabet. In every breath, every step, she embodied a language of beauty and depth that transcended mere words. Her essence was a symphony of metaphors, a tapestry woven from the finest threads of emotion and experience. While others stumbled through the rudiments of communication, she spoke in verses that danced on the edge of the divine. Her presence was a revelation, a glimpse into the sublime possibilities of human expression. She moved through life with the grace of a well-crafted stanza, each moment a line in the epic poem … Continue reading Essence of Poetry

Keepsake…

Press me into a chapter of the book you wish you’d written. Let my essence live within the pages, a whisper between the lines, an echo of dreams and unspoken words. Tuck me in a cedar chest, nestled next to the things you used to love, where the scent of time past mingles with memories cherished and forgotten. File me away with the sepia-toned photographs of the journeys you took with the people who meant everything. In those faded images, let me be a silent companion, a presence that fills the spaces of your past with warmth and remembrance. Sing … Continue reading Keepsake…

I want to …

I want to be in love with the world again. To wake up each morning with a heart brimming with wonder and a soul ready to embrace the beauty around me. I want to feel the sun’s warmth on my face as a lover’s touch, to see the colors of the sunset as if for the first time. I long to hear the whispers of the wind and the songs of the birds with renewed appreciation, to find joy in the simplest of moments. I wish to reconnect with the earth, to let its rhythm sync with mine and feel … Continue reading I want to …

Sacred Union

I have fallen—dropped, dark wings unfurling to the white of the moon shining on my pale face, only to sink deeper—in love. In the agony rising from hell, I bleed into the earth, yearning to catch this dark angel, his bloody hands washed clean and reaching for me. With you, I find peace. Together, we inhale fire and stomach stars, universes woven from our colliding lips. In your embrace, I discover a realm where pain transforms into beauty, and shadows dance with light. This love, fierce and unyielding, transcends the boundaries of existence, carving out a space where our souls … Continue reading Sacred Union

Feelings

I remember when tragedy struck and how it always had such a profound impact on me when I was younger. There was a deep feeling in the pit of my stomach, a gnawing confusion as to why people would hurt others, hurt themselves, or wish pain upon another. I clung to my ignorance because I never truly wanted to understand what evil was. As time passed, it was heartbreaking to feel how numb I had become to tragic events, which seemed all too common. I hated that sadness and disturbing occurrences had become so integrated into our daily lives that … Continue reading Feelings