My heart is so full and full of love
what remains is all I am looking for
to express
the emptiness
is not there
I only feel love
At a higher perspective
it is the best
Yet
to narrow it down
to feet on the ground
humanize it all
seems to seed a frown
To love at a higher perspective
is not real
but it is
I know this makes no sense
To rationalize
is a better form of love
To feel no hate
blinds oneself to a badly future
So for that I hate what my ex did
Forgiving is driven into our minds
forgive yet not forget
that is the threshold
of my quest
I am searching for my true love
who I think is Bob
omg
did I just put this on paper
Bob woke me up to realness
Am wondering if Allison ever came through
Cannot believe I am actually writing
but to my heart
I must be true
It is my drummer
who is more than a drummer
that I seek today
Please
no delay
About Me
- Holly Stephenson Ceragioli
- Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…
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