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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…

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Strength of a Wing

 
 
Strength of a wing
magically transports
a being's imagination
to flying free
 
Free to be
no limits
artistically
moved
by the thoughts
of flying free
 
Strength of a wing
so gently placed
reminding one
of a time not forbidden
 
A time where only
love exists
a time where no one is judged
a time where
all is good
 
Strength of a wing
brings courage and confidence
gratefulness and  thoughtlessness
Strength of a wing
Brings love
 
Strength of a wing
rising above
ego
 
Only seeing
being
defining
love
 
 
 
 
 

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Sunday, August 25, 2013

Sensational Colors of Pleasure




Sensational Colors of Pleasure
 
 
Standing, walking, laying,
 
seeing, being
 
loving
 
meaning
 
Sensational Colors of Pleasure
 
 
Freedom, ringing,
 
breathing, singing,
 
feeling, touching
 
moving, nudging,
 
Sensational Colors of Pleasure
 
 
Silence
 
Beyond

with the angel on my shoulder

I experience
 
Sensational Colors of Pleasure

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Thursday, August 15, 2013

Flamingos

 
Two flamingos
seen as one
they come together
destiny
rings
 
No past, no present, no future
just 2 flamingos
passing in time
 
Ancient history reveals
there was a reason
there was a rhyme
 
Past flamingos
one flies
the other one yields
 
How can a past
affect a future
past flamingos
learn the wills
 
Life catching up
to the future
which is present
 
Name no labels
it only degrades
 
Past flamingos
flirting as innocent
 
Past flamingos
they catch up with will
 
With all the love inside
of me
Past flamingos
had a will
 
Smiling
the love within
still exists
 
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