Halo, have you been found?
May your light cast on down.
Reflected back, a fractured shine-
We've found a piece of missing time.
Watching past versions fade-
Heavy burdens absence weighed.
Return even in deep silence-
A fate we knew would bind us.
You're half my eager soul
Treading this hallowed path.
From once sacred black rose-
Eyes now locked as if in trance.
A newly found sense of life-
Fallen star- shining bright.
The quiver of your lips
Forever felt between us.
For heartache lessons when-
Your presence eases pain.
We always sought our better half-
Ending peace where we began.
She's a runner
He plays it safe.
She chases love.
He'll take what he can take.
She waited without saying a word
He spoke louder to be sure that he's heard
I never heard of such a thing
Just viewed your visage in Spirit form
In that instant, though a child
I knew I was the center of your storm
I grew and the experience stayed
Like etching on a precious stone
Yearning for a normal life
Where I would not be required to be alone
Finally, a mate came, though I knew
The red flags flew high and proud
Surviving that relationship
Left TRUTH silent and trauma loud
I'm sad my children watched it all
I can feel the weight of a failed example
Wanting and not getting is one thing
But cutting that thread because value in not ample
It's not in my path to let you go
Though I do not know your expression
I will flow with full hope and joy
Knowing you will appear in memory's resurrection.
Written by Trudy Schrader on 12-13-2025
//See part 1//
...I could never forget you.//
Not even if I tried. For, see, when the springtime comes again each year, and the leaves begin to grow once more, your face is all I see. Your lips as they smile, your eyes as they glisten, your sweet laughter bouncing off the tin rooftop, all of it comes alive for me. You will always exist in me. No matter where I go. And even if you can't be mine and I cannot be yours, when I'm scared or get overwhelmed with life's noise, I'll close my eyes and go to my happy place: The Autumn Times. Because I know that no matter if we're together or apart, if I ever lose myself, that I'll always find you there. That's where home is. Even if it only exists for me.
It's like a nuclear reaction chemically inclined to ruin my life or excite it. Either way I'm enlightened. Going on and on about you and your ways like a battery equally negative and positive on each side. None of your soul I would ever rewrite but your actions. The burn from your flame is it really worth the passion? And in the end will we build each other up like two flames or burn each other up like butane. Just bring me compassion.
You’ve lived through loss—
you’ve battled unuttered shame—
yet you hold onto Love like it is more
than a Delusion—it is Honor—precious
and rainbow-like—shimmery and
shadowy all in one.
You speak to her with Soul,
truths that seem simple—
truths that survive in warm hands,
in melodies,
in cadences,
in overtones,
in steady Voice.
You are creased at the edges
like a letter read too many times,
but your words—
your words are both
soft lanterns and sunlight—
lit from somewhere deeper than breath.
Some people are put here
to hold others when they cry,
to remind them that they are still real—
still seen, still envisioned, still worth
writhing, weaving weights of
Dream-drunk Love.
3.3.25
I know you are my twin flame,
For we are exactly the same.
I knew who you were before you came.
Since we met, my life has not been the same.
I feel you are my twin flame,
But sometimes it seems you don't feel the same.
I feel you and I can love each other without shame,
But sometimes you act like it's all a game.
I sense you are my twin flame,
Because I now realize all the ways we are the same.
I sensed your identity from a dream in which you came,
Because in the astral plane our souls are indeed the same.
I believe you are my twin flame,
Just as I believe in the end we are all without blame.
I believed in true love with you even before you came,
For my soul always knew you and I have always been the same.
Want’s sparks will die
Yearning faintly unbinding the tie
Souls united goodbye
Felt you coming to take the breath right out of me
Replaced; with your soft essence reflectivity
You are my mirror of fire, my heart's twin flame
Had I never come about you in this life; I would never be the same
A constant will, for you to be happy; is my shining rubidium
Your guidance led me too; challenging my life's intrinsical; idiom
I am a better version of myself; my souls beloved reflection
A shimmering example of needing belief; in you retrospection
You are my synchronicity; our connection once filled with joyful mimicry
If my life had never come about you, I'd never be the same internally
We were not meant to burn down for eternity in a soulmates; candelabra
Our separations design happens; before, irremediable palabra
White sheets; sturdy sticks, each of us holding on tight, with one hand as we surrender
We may later ask why, but the conclusion; our surrendered ends, are the answer
Hope you see the growing forgiveness, I found in you; understanding all of me
An awakening of peace; we could only know, all ways setting each other free
Soul
Breaking
Lies whispered,
Seeking escape,
Soaked in caged deceit;
Mimes mocking withering
Posies, left parched and sundered—
Suspended beneath obscured dusks,
Dripping amidst blinding aftermaths,
Idly shadowed by lewd scars of talons
Amidst alcoves of echoing nocturnes
Unshackled by your sweet afterglow,
Healing me with the elixir
Of our dawning horizons,
Strumming eurythmic tunes,
Suppressing starless
demons, betwixt
Soul-stirring
Destined
Love.
Our love is like a riptide
wild ride, I am drowning in you.
Riptide, pool slide, can't fight it, suck you right back in
Can't swim to the side.
Sex ride, heat light, glow bright
driving us insane
I want you inside, slip and slide,
gush rush, screaming your name.
As we keep riding on the riptide
wild ride, I am drowning in you.
lovely insane
End goal, heart full, head calm,
warm in embrace, entwined in your grace, committed to stay.
- Artimus speaking to Alan 6/18/2023 9:47PM (C) Artimus AKA Susan Manley
You’re alone
Have it all
Feel alone, so alone
Don’t know I exist
Look in the mirror
There I’ll be
There’s a flame
Burning yearning
Inside me, inside you
Making love to the mic
Making love in my mind
Such a gentle soul
So much love to give
Twisting turning
Yearning burning
Candles burning, meditate
Call my name
You’ll see me in the flames
Double trouble
Burning in love
Scorpio to Scorpio
Twin flames
The day the sky turned blue
Was the day I fell in love with you
A smile and laugh is all it took
Your little nod and one sideways look
The waves look brighter in the light
The clouds became a whiter white
Branches dance softly in the breeze
And a thousand birds fill the trees
The bunnies in the yard did dance
as I fell into the your joyful glance
The oxygen in the air has increased
and all past pains have been released
My soul swung open like an evervescent door
and is curled around yours
forevermore
In a game of chess against my twin flame,
We sat across the board and the battle commenced!
With each move we make, we both strive to claim
Victory, but fear of loss makes us both tense.
For we've both been “loved”, but it was not pure,
For past love was just a desire to possess,
To validate themselves as they grow and mature,
At the cost of our happiness.
But with my twin flame, it's different, you see,
She’s an equal to me, a partner in mind,
But still, we both fear to lose ourselves fully,
To someone who may, in the end, be unkind.
So we play this game, with each move so precise,
Hoping to find love, but not at our own sacrifice.
my twin flame
dancing endlessly in the cold. radiating warmth and glow for the darkness seeking to settle around. i admired the flame warding off malice with such grace- allowing me to mirror its rhythm the best i could. my twin flame doesn’t burn out; the wick coiled around bonds protected by divine forces. cracking ever so slightly, my twin flam whispers promises of comfort and resilience.
this isn’t a match burning fast and bright. this isn’t a fireplace yearning for wood to consume. this is a supernova burning at its core. this light won’t end.
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