as the winds settle
the feather lands
as the air thickens
the lungs expand
as the light radiates
the dark dissipates
as the frequencies vibrate
the world speaks to me
and I hear you calling, peace
Love
Lower’d Self
We-
could be more.
You-
just like them
meant to be, more
are more
but all the same.
Me-
too used to it.
Fear.
Is There, Is She? Then Where, When?
is there a sentient being out there coupled for me
one named woman
designed to correspond to my soul’s design
knitted within my divine tapestry
capable of swimming the nautical miles of my depth
endowed with extra-sensory adeptness that can transverse the frequencies of my spirit
one that can hone with intuition the feeling of my words without words exchanged
a creation that can race in lock step with my ambitions
a siren of my yearning
an oracle of my visions, able to draw out the abstract lines of my consciousness into her own symbols that register an impactful and complimentary meaning to her senses
an energy in this world manifested into intimate and romantical tangibility
a connection that journeys with quantum leaps into infinite and parallel realities where we find our self safe sound serene and serendipitous in this life as one
a feminine equal that can both unguard my fears as we cater to one another’s, coming out on the other end resolute in our fearlessness together
is someone or something like that even real
could I even see her, or her see me
would I be ready and receive her
or destroy her presence, like my own?
unable or incapable of preserving anything and anyone with worth
the culture around blankets me with an ominous disregarding of value
and often I mirror that same attitude upon myself
and those closest
but I’d like to imagine myself ready to be complete once she found me
because my eyes may be too jaded to find her
seeing her for what, who, and how she is
regardless of where and when she is
just as long as she, is
If You Saw What I See
change is all around us
but we refuse it
you refuse me
you refuse us
and I confess
I am concussed
but it’s only because I have seen
and felt so much
I fear next a possible loss of touch
but if I’m not asking too much
can you cleanse yourself of patience
and enter courageous into my rush
and tell me, if time changes
and the directions of focus changes
if I lend you my eyes, and upon receiving them back
could you do the impossible, and embrace your mind’s change
Through Me, to You, and back/ You Two, Plus Me, Equals Three
I was
always there
helping you
just look
I was
always there
shedding light
just look
through me
you saw
what not
and also
what to
do so
there was
never darkness
even in
my absence
even in
my mistakes
I showed
you right
from wrong
with rights
and wrongs
I may
have been
lost to
sight but
I never
left you
blind.
Now
I
need
your
guidance,
because
I
want
to
make
it
back
to
you,
to
experience
what
you
have
learned.
Help.
Me.
I took what
I never wanted
you to feel
and felt it
myself alone for
you, though you
hurt still but
life hurts still.
I became the
worst I could
so you could
see what not
to be to
be the best
that you could.
the things we
inherit with the
things we defy
become the things
that define us.
In that great
in between you
find balance and
harmony so you
can finally know
who you are
and what you
can also become.
@itude
passion is my reason
passion is my excuse
passion is my triumph
passion is my downfall
because when you see ME with it
when you see ‘US’ with it
you call it something different