sensory overload

I see you in my dreams
My arms extended for your embrace,
Only to be embraced by your absence
I feel you in my heart
Drums beat---ing to the
Tune of love
Skip---ping beats
When out of sync
I hear your voice in
Oya's winds
Whispers of change
And
Fulfilled promises
of your
Return  .............

random ish'

When my future husband finds me and we decide to take it to another level and move in together,  I want him to have a "man room."  I think it would be healthy for us.  A separate space in the house just for him, where he can do his thing...ie... sports, libations,  homies... I mean whatever, those are just examples..  But I also want him to have a man room, because I have my own fantasies of sneaking in there to do things that ....well you get the idea.

old and unfinished

Jaded hues of rose
Fogged up glasses
I suppose
Vision unclear
When love is
Near
And fear
Holds it captive
Like a genie in a
Bottle
Stifling thoughts
of a forever more

seasons c h an g e

everything happens for a reason
        and every reason has its season
so in the meantime
       exist as a lotus flower
a calm within a storm
      and grow beautifully out of
murky waters
      when your season arrives ................