Out reach

I belong to She.
With soft light resonating, I belong to me.
Aura cleansed, skin shed.
Bright Moon,
She said,
Let me See. Let me See.
Waved her hands through starry skies,
Ascending vision, those who speak, will not tell me lies.
Conjure pure winds with the thick summer air,
tying knots into silken hair.
Bound to me, or set against.
It's your choice, this is your test.

I sit upon a flower bed, braiding crowns for her sleepy head.
The way you moved me doesn't mean much,
when you move another the same way.
I'm the silent one with a lot to say.
Far away and never seen, just a taste,
then into the night with much haste.
I can't stay here when I'm floating away.
Kisses placed into your hands,
"Maybe another day."

S.M.
7/31/15

Best friend

Dearest LealaLove

Our Venus is in full flourish while Jupiter is about to eagerly engulf.
An 8 years of shedding skin has full circled us,
Here we are, still holding hands.
Sparkling eyes and our laughter heard for decades before and beyond.
My golden queen, Faerie mother, with your soft arms always held out.
Nature runes, random prose, colored glass, a combined soul that knows.
I spend my happiest times with you, never allowing me to spread too thin.
Always coaxing out of our peripheral shells,
I place my seeds in your palm.
Face up with the sunshine floating down to kiss our eyes.
There is a difference between best friends and soul sisters that have intertwining stories.
Years mean nothing when we have spent lifetimes traveling together.
Speaking soft syllables and melodic imagery to each other through dreams spaces,
that we often and luckily fall into the inbetweens.
Where we know each other best.
I love you.
Happy year 30.

Breathing into me

Well...

+gold+

Found us in the wormhole, under belly.
Basement scent.
Silk dance, soft hair, Skin wet.
Crawling through, on to you.
Crawling through, into you.
Wafted wind in summer hues,
Sunset gradient. Gold transition, sky blues.
3 a.m. street tag, glitter lights our Palm lines.
No doubt, No debt, paid in full, all my Karma Fines.
Parallel and entangled, bounce through neon sphere.
Want your closeness, want warmth, wherever this is, come here.
Shiny paint, peel off walls, lost appeal in darkened halls.
Shut the door and use the key.
Skip a step and fall through, I'll catch you, I'll catch you.
Deep blanketing indigo galaxy.
You shine to me, iridescent glow. Light show.
Misted dew, Refresh in grass to lay with you.
July 11  4:11am

S.M.

When people walk out of your life, let them.
Don't stand in their way. Simply let go.
Let all the strings attached to every piece of you float upward.
Examine them, realize what is tied to what and apply that to how you're living your current life. Nod, then untie the knots.
Be present, completely engulfed in the now.
This is necessity. Move Forward.

And the moon was drawn.

Reaching hands like warm glowing lights through dark blue.
And you catch me every time.
Every time, it's you.
I make nests in colored strands of hair and you cover me in soft fur.
We stare at the sky and count each constellation.
Eyes meet, without words a soul's consolation.
You're always welcome here if you want to stay.
Whispering into winds at night,
words I swore I wouldn't say.
And the moon is drawn.
Her bony white fingers coming down to pull my hair.
I told you, girl, be strong.
Spoken in a soft french accent and she sits upon my bed.
Pulling dark energy out of my mouth and from my head.
Dragging up the wall and in the shadows she stands tall.
I can not speak so she does through me,
Paralyzed through sleep.
In dreams, I'm guided. Safety of surrender.
To her bidding.
And the moon was drawn.

07012015
S.M.