longing
reaching
petals afire
longing
to merge
with the vast
unknown
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love me with deviant innocence
Lover, paint me with your desire! Write your poetry on my flesh– with your teeth. Lover, splash with me in the puddles of life! Explore the landscape of my earth– with your tongue. Lover, play with me with deviant innocence! Write your opus with whispers of song– to my heart. Lover, come to me now…
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late summer haiku
poppy seeds scatter to soil illusions shattered dead rose petals fall softly
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i just want to be a woman
My friend sent me this song today saying it reminded her of me. It feels good to be seen thusly and it’s true. Only the truest love is welcome in my heart. It’s what I deserve. He told me I am toxic but everyone else has told me how adorable and adored I am. He…
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perfectly woven | utterly unraveling
snip snip snip cutting ties that have bound and cut off the circulation to my heart stich stich stich stiching and weaving the love that is close more firmly and deeply into my life snip to the fantasies snip to button eyes snip to deception stiching care and love stiching co-creation stiching radical honesty no…
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flow like a meandering conversation with a stranger
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maybe
Maybe a Zen teaching story Once upon the time there was an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. “Such bad luck,” they said sympathetically. “Maybe,” the farmer replied. The next morning the horse returned, bringing with…
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