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 ................

lotus

I am a purple lotus flower this am.  Opening my heart to simultaneously give and receive light.

Djembe

The Djembe beat
In my hips
Calls
and
Responds
To the Agave-like taste
Of his lips
Rythmic
Passionate
Sync
O
Pated
          Inundated

Waters
Become
Un-Still
Yet still deep
and
Where there is
Water there is
LIFE
ready to be
born again
and again
again and
again
Ryhtmic
Passionate
Sync
O
Pated
         Inundated

He
Travels freely
Between hills and valleys
Swims upon welcoming
Shores and
Rides waves
To the Djembe beat
In his hips
Call-ing
and
Respond-ing
to the warmth
and reception
of my
Lips
.................

2012

Make of you what I want
The choice is mine.
Power of thought
Followed through by action
Heaven
or
Hell
.....................
2012