"You're Magic"

Bewitched betwixt blessed and begotten.
She wraps around like a soft silken snake.
Crawling as one does when they forget to stand.
There's a comfort in the sand, the warm then cold,
lapping water onto your skin.
The scent, sea wafted, reflected in those eyes,
I stare.
I stare.
I stare.
Endlessly tangling into oneself, ourselves, then at dawn I find you, sitting still.
How you dare, to reach the way you do when I was running.
Tripped me up to pull me in, to coax me close.
I come.

Searching our magic minds,
your frequency shining through, in that way you do.
Whispering rattles from the tails that shake.
The walls fall down like leaves we rake.
Sun casting spells on silver shells, handfuls of hair and she meets you there.
Mouths touch and it means this much, the way you do.
And we come through because we're meant to.
Moon maidens riding the storms and the clouds rippled like fine feathers we'll fly on.
The ocean howled with echoing waves, she's on her axis, soft thighs giving birth to a new universe that had been settling for quite some time on the hazy morning beach.
Our hands reach into the glittering sea.
Come into me.

09012015

S.M.

Certain things

Certain things are just that.
Encircled with your casted salt.
Sweeping motions, down to up.
Re-threading ribbons with intentions attached.
Right hand always, left hand release.
Dancing flames nipping at the moon's deep glow.
You always wondered,
But now you know.

I bring you in and I bring you close.
Tended wings, rest now with your sleepy head.
What we have will wake the dead.
Shake your core from inside out.
Dripping, honey sweet.
Summer's heat to Winter's cold.
Only witches know the names of that which is the ever old.
Certain things, just that, they always are.
On a hanging moon, we caught fire from a billowing star.

Climbing down and keeping pace.
Within marble stone we've carved our place.
Certain things and the way they are...
Remind me of the first time,
Life times ago where our fingers first laced.
The four fold collapse and now
We walk free among this.
Tested time and it all tastes like recreated Déjà vu.
I look over, and it's always been you.

S.M.
9282015

Happy Autumn Equinox.

Focus your energies in the right areas, on the right people.
Don't let worries take up so much head space.
Remember to practice self care. Be true to your higher self.
You matter to more people than you realize.
Call home more often.
Someone may be watching you struggle and thinking your "low" is further than they are right now.
You are someone's safety, someone's go to for care.
Remember to be that important to yourself too.
We are all doing this together, separately.
Reach out. Spread Light.


-S.M.

Sea Foam

What now? she says.
Cut from the source and there was so much more.
Leave the dead parts where they lay so they grow into life again.
Washed up on the shore, and I breathe life into me.
Because I'm the only one that I needed to see.
You no longer have any power here.
It was for my own protection that I lay down in soft Sea foam in order to hide.
Writhing and freeing the womb that had held me inside.
Born again, and again, and again.
When it's time, the whole fucking world can be mine.

Now We Dance

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