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Entwined

I love the way you look at me
electrifying energies into a play of ambient sounds.
My mind feels like spatial transitions
creating memories of outer worldly places
as if we come from the place 
once called the home of the gods.

Let our Love be our wine
unable to be contained in any bottle
N o t h i n g is better
than this

Your gaze creates tones of yellow and silver
manifesting crystals out of dust in front of me.
You clothe me, and admire me
as if I'm born out of gold and diamonds
I'm both set free,
and engulfed, by you.

Your kiss transforms my Being
Your existence has my soul levitating
as if you were here
breathing on me
with magic

I find galaxies in your eyes
passing solar system after solar system
wishing upon falling stars and star systems
That my Love can hold you
Closer.

Because when you say "us"
your voice echoes in my Inner Most
For we love with a love even blind people can see
Out in the open, raw, and Free
for Always, my Love

Entwined 
for Eternity

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Future Gifts

To be Vessels of Selflessness
we're understanding that
through birth is our future unfolding;
carried upon the shoulders of guiltlessness;
through minds of inoffensiveness;
embraced by hands of innocuousness
and immersion..

In..

a world weaved through universal beholding;
we're creating with a heartfelt devotion;
touched by soul-moving adoration;
passing timeless connection;
for non-religious veneration
and amazement..

With..

our Beings' undeniable amorous Calling;
by the realization of the perceptual embodiment
of our Souls inevitable arbitraments
through their final awakenments
and remembrance of commitment
and loyalty..

To..

this place of Love and Belonging;
of immense transcended integrity.
That through deep Soulmate equality
we embedded Love as limitless security
for our children's souls immortality
and balance..

That..

They may Rise through their life's Morning;
safely see with a clear sighted acceptance.
Hear the Universe's never-ending resonance;
breathe the Now's vast guidance
of each moments healing absorbance
and recognition..

They are each Individual One's
and gifts of Love

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Love Is My Becoming

When I rose from ashes to rebuild;
Vulnerability, and Strength, came together
as the odd everlasting couple.
I was humble, and brave, and birthed Hope, and Passion
like any other navigating and narrating parent.

They’re all a part of me, and I would guard these qualities
with determination, with c o m p a s s i o n, with authenticity.
While failing and trying again,
Anxiety and fear moved in
[I allowed them to be only temporary]

While showing up,
I met doubt
[Learned to choose my friends carefully]

And while succeeding,
I learned to dance, to laugh, to feel free
so that I may remember that

I’m OK
I’m Good Enough
I’m Worth it
... even while losing.
See?

I learned the need to breathe, and rest,
at the standstill’s.
I learned to Flow, be aware, be alive.
I found Passion - the fundamental puzzle piece of the game.

And I b e c a m e
Hope.

Dreams sow seeds, and through the realignment of opportunities;
passion and hope nourished it all to come together;
to have my road rise up to meet me.

I harvested what I sowed,
remembering that any seed can root,
and any seed can grow,
which was why Mindfulness, and Kindness, were essential techniques,
while tending to my crops,
but also while tending to myself.

And Love?

Love was, is, and will always be, the Tree of Light
the guidance,
the very Force of my Nature
while I'm Becoming a part of it.

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Seduced, I Fold the Known

Seduced, I Fold the Known;
Showering the bleeding moments
To allow the Soul to dance
Delighted
Devoured
carefully caressed
to uphold the unfolding Unknown

To notice a moment of such a wonder,
sometimes passed in silence
where ghost-like bodies melt into skin;
footprints are evident to Existence,
shadow-filled heartbeats pound Times into Lifetimes
for a split Forever shared

It's dreamlike and lust filled
when worlds are weaved into a star-like parlor;
Breathing Heaven empty of Angels,
Licking words upon peeling skin,
voicing the resonance of Sound,
[moans and sounding breaths]
unto the dripping Void

I'm Unfolding
between being alive and living;
To Fold the Known
and reach further still

Limitless

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With All My Being

Before the Frost,
the world was ours for the taking
Love embraced us,
and we dared dreaming Greater 
than any form could hold.  
Foolishly, it may seem,  
for the ice tide had yet to flood the gravelled road  
where we played hide and seek    
among planets and stars  
   
It rolled in with mystery and sorrow;  
in the blink of an eye almost.
It was magic too great to fathom,  
even for an open mind.  
A few moments of breaths and astounding gasps,  
then this ripping sensation tumbled in  
this tone of incoherency and shock.  
Suddenly, the world had lost a loved one  
an Angel, as it were  
Before I knew what happened  
I was accompanied by void.  
   
You see, Time,  
she's her own conscious deity;  
ringing her hour in our ears,  
ripping into our hearts and wounding, 
Knowingly,  
while presenting Choices  
to each soul passing by  
   
"Do you want to Live,
or Die? 
   
Whether ready or not,
it is our Birth Right to choose, 
and our Souls answer from the core.  
But how could we choose so different,
you and I?  
   
I wonder what memory of Love lost  
doesn’t weaken the human heart and its belongings;  
tear it to shattered shards of crystallized sand corns  
on lonesome gravelled roads.
For my human self, this form chosen,  
has walked miles upon miles to burn memories off of its feet  
and cursed the dreams for their lingering seduction.
Enabling Hope,  
as if I could wish back wings and feathers,
and create an Angel out of dust.  
   
I choose Life, 
wave after wave,  
It's clearly screaming from my core.
What to do, to not miss you,    
when choices are to be made    
another Time around?

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To Be Brough Into Being

Why?
For I choose to not be blinded;
I pass pretences,
the periphery of parameters of People and Life
and the Illusions we wrap ourselves in.
Variables become Limitations when the cloak is too tightly woven
Lest it be a veil
Clearer to See.

Lonely and willingly
I shattered through darkness and unholy actions

[unsure you would believe it]

I Drowned and hurt
in places within, that I didn't know existed

I fearfully bathed like angels do
..to Purify my Intentions
[It takes all you've got]

..to Own my Actions
[It takes Truth, the Whole Truth, and nothing but the Truth]

..to Choose.
[..not for me, but for the betterment of the world]

..to Re-Build with Love and Acceptance
k i n d n e s s
Humbly, mindfully and carefully
Not because that's the only way
however, it is MY way.
My Purpose

I have seen roads end and new ones being built;
Repetition is cornering the foundation yet again,
rewriting and unfolding unto itself, thus deemed to be, AGAIN,
Expecting a different ending, for Nothing
Isn't that the definition of insanity?

I wouldn't say that it is wrong per se
we all believe different
I see a way through, though
owning up to the demands we place on each other
Honesty, Acceptance, Respect, Empathy
Self worth, Self Awareness, Self Insight
with Love.

And Love alone.

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Kindred Spirits

Surfacing with gasping breaths,  
as subtle as exhaling whispers
Subtle as flutter-by touches, I felt it,  
and that is how I noticed you.
a ghrá! Love!
And once I saw you spiralling through Space,  
Lifetimes came crashing down on top of me.
 
There is no wall in a world that can hide you,  
no form that can keep you in,
There is no key to fit the unlocked door,  
there is no map to the unknown kin.  
That is why you are aching,  
Longing
deeply in your soul.
Your purpose is so pure I can barely take it
You do not need a key!  
Don’t you know?
 
Each awakening I witness is intense;  
deeply loved, beautiful, and
Soulful.
Shocking the core to Life with visions;  
confusion and fear can be a spoonful.
It is the time for Recognition and Remembrance
Cramming your Being into a small temple of skin
Open your eyes, beautiful darling,  
your mission Here is very clear.
 
[Yes, I am a Welcome Committee,  
if there ever was one, who knows?]
 
Tales are told of who we are,  
songs are sung about our existence
Poetry?  
Oh, yes, poetic truths are written,  
trying to lure us out
It’s been lived for, but also died for,  
 
This Love.
 
That is why we are here, dear Kindred.  
We're creating the Dawn of a New Day.
Meeting Awakening Souls, one at a time  
- weaving the remedy against Nothingness.
We are not handing out keys.  
There never was a spoon,  
you know?
 
No, no...  
We are pulling the veil for clarity,  
allowing the Unfolding to occur
The door is never locked,  
and Love is never force-fed, see?
 
Like legends of Old,  
the myths, and the rumors;
envisioned by many,  
yet only assigned to the few.  
Now, the stars are on fire,  
the Solar system is realigning,
It seems that Time is here, Love,  
it's True.
 
Being Anointed Vessels is just this,  
we're not more important than the next human,  
but we are keeping the oil safe on this Journey,  
Illuminating Love, Vibrating Love,
 
Being Love.
 
Tá an-dáimh againn le chéile
[We're kindred spirits]
 
Remember now?

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Capacity To Love

To Love me is a choice,
and I want you to make that choice,
Aware and Free

I beg you, don't be with me to kill time.
We both deserve better
A Someone who dedicates space out of the day,
and with whom to chase dreams, experience life,
reach goals, and grow better.

I don't want us to waste precious opportunities,
just because moments are sometimes spent alone.
Silence is wholesome, don't you know?
Through it, I realized that I crave connection,
vulnerability, and empathy
For without those, I promise,
I'm really not capable of being your person.

If you're not willing to be physically, mentally
and emotionally present - to show up
If you're not ready to grow, meet your shadows,
heal your wounds and find yourself
You're not the one I want, nor the one I need

I beg you, please, don't choose to Love me
and pretend that you sometimes will,
when you really... can't

I want to Love and Be Loved
r a w
Real, and naked; Openly and proudly; Deeply and freely
With respect and care and commitment
of being a One in a Twosome

I want Love to be seen, and felt, internally
You won't even doubt it because it's Trustworthy
For I will not be a secret and neither will you
I won't accept being held back,
and neither should you

I will Love you honestly, support your journey,
stand by you, witness your growth, dive into you
Be strong when you can't,
walk next to you proudly when you move ahead,
and Love you
with all my senses

I will mirror you, be better because of you
and give all of me, genuinely, in a Flow
Mind you, though,
I want it in return, equally

I want you to choose to Love me,
when you have the Capacity to Love me
Aware and Free
Independently

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Dilapidated

Fall at your own feet
as subsided as you wanted to push me
Choke on your breath
as mine was to be taken

You cannot control Me

Fall at your own feet
live as obscure as you tried to hold me
Tie your arms around the blocking concepts,
blind and forsaken

You cannot hide Me

Fall at your own feet
as undeserving as you saw me
Stomp self to the ground,
swallow your own bitter token

You cannot stop Me

Fall at your own feet
eat your greed and resentfulness
Rip it apart, bleed it;
Live it!
Know you're broken

You cannot keep Me

So, Suffocate on your own End
[lose it, go away]

Nothing between us is left to mend
[leave it, die away]

Temple Dilapidated,
Learn Actions Consequence Trend
 
Fall from Tall;
Crawl to Small,
my "Friend".

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To Be Mighty

What does it take to be Mighty, you ask?  
How to find the edge and climb up over the holes?  
How to find the energy to Breathe, to Be, to Exist?  
How to Understand that you change the world around you?  
How to Realize, that you are strong?  
  
It means standing up on your own two.  
Standing by your own conviction.  
Standing against what you don’t hold as True.  
It means NEVER compromising yourself.  
Stand up.  
No one wins, crawling on knees.  

It means Evolving.  
L O V E.  H A R D E R.  
Do what it takes to change and reach your dreams.  
It means manifesting your desires.  
Paint your life in all the colors.  
Reclaim your Life and your Essence.  
Fight for your Right to Matter.  
 
Live.  
   
Easily detected in the weak moments  
where your source of power lies.  
Uncovered, unhindered  
waiting to be Seen.  
Vibrating, shivering
waiting to be Felt.
Do Better.
Choose.  
 
Unfold yourself, unlock your cages;
Leave unsustainable variables behind.  
Screw fear and self loathing, Here;  
There is no time for Mind and Illusions.  
 
Fight for who you were  
before others dimmed your light.  
Be True, to You.  
 
Start walking.  
 
Rise.