Double agent, in a sea of milk,
Maritime elements, and lovers bilk.
Leading passion, with the fury of gales,
While lovers levitate, in predictable farthingales.
The light of comets, flash your riddles,
While sunken treasure, nymphs tickle.
Fourteen eyes, spy over the blue,
Holding their breath, planning a coup.
In height and mystery, you swim in spades,
Oh aplomb sovereign, may you always reign.
There came a little nudge.
At first just a tingle,
Starting in that long forgotten, aperture of my mind.
Aging quickly here in my ordinary encephalon jungle.
The illuminating truth
Independently hijacks my stagnation
A flooding brightness of a third-eye.
The tingle now growing electric
Opens and awakes
The power of enchantment
The ignition of ancient stars,
Who flirt and wink to one another
Across the infinity of gods,
share their foregone secrets
They gift to us.
I now have knowledge
The air that flows inside me,
giving me precious life
also gave life to primeval creatures before,
and will give existence to all that will ever be.
Their love, gave me my love.
And my love will give the future love.
We all are one.
From beginning, to end.
We have always existed and will always be.
The twinge, now growing vital
with the rhythm of my blood.
Expands my soul
past possible bellows.
Gilding my veins with ancient magic.
He is coming home.
I feel it,
I feel him.
I know it as truth, and tremble.
My Divine is coming home.
Modestly, I have to come to acknowledge:
I am a woman.
I am a soul in a human form.
Inside I glow.
Though I have been rent in-two with my birth
I am an Empress
Tendered with abundant, arcane knowledge.
But also, I am an Emperor.
Father of myself
No longer ignoring my intuition.
Ruling my chosen path.
And finally accepting: it is not a sole journey
But it is one, we all travel alone.
For I am a soul, traveling wholly
for the sake of love.
To collect inside
Awareness of the Divine.
Within my arms,
You will find a hidden strength
Constructed from love
Mastered by heartache.
My courage has been forged by fear
My persistence established from failure
I am born of stars
Always meant to light the way,
To find my union again
The daughter of God,
I am saved by grace.
The sister of earth,
It is mine to protect and cherish.
And Eternal mother to all,
For love is what saves me in the end.
Yes, I am a woman.
But I am also you.
It’s called breathing
But in the intellectual sense.
Our lives are a series of up and downs.
Hills of highs
Canyons of lows.
You come together for the highs.
Falling apart for the lows
Only to come together again to climb.
Learning that you will let go, again.
In. Out. In. Out.
Each time you heal, you make room for more ‘air’.
Each growing season gives room for joy.
To make room as you exhale for sorrow
To balance for a winter rest.
So next time you hear, breathe.
It all fertilizes our spiritual bodies
It gives us purpose
To awaken more
It’s the gateway to transforming.
Merging back to wholeness:
It has always been our destiny.
We’re the gods of love and war,
trying to find our way.
Alike to Venus, cascading for Mars.
Meant to share our gift together,
a love-child Cupid,
To be a gate back to innocence
And a higher collective consciousness.
With our unique signature to contract:
We breed unconditional love.
To heal the world and it’s hurts as parents.
As mother’s and father’s to God’s children.
We are passion.
By loving ourselves,
We teach our love to you.
Lit with the heat of the sun.
Only we understand it’s pain.
It has been fated- The constellations.
The midnight-blue print of our mission:
To give love.
To be saved by love.
Ultimately to find union,
while eliminating human hate.
A blue chakra of communication drowns,
But in our excitement of heat,
Our connected 3rd eye is born.
Burning bright and hot in its ionized molecules.
We must collide and face the fears of stardust.
But what stubborn hearts are we?
To be so sacrificed,
And still so alone?
Always fighting the magnetism
Trying to continue to be separate poles.
In need of the flip of attraction.
Oh lover, what could we be?
If we learned to flip and yield?
Imagine the fabled strength as gods!
To protect each other’s weaknesses.
To be two expansive universe’s
We could heal all life through love.
Avoiding disaster and Typhoon.
We were always meant to merge back to one.
Toward our beginning.
And as for me, I will always travel light years
To return back home,
Always to you.
When I say- I love you.
I don’t say it to save you.
-I say it to destroy myself-
The old self,
The restricted self,
And my intolerant self.
I say those words-
Not because of you,
-I say it to awaken-
To be reborn,
Leaning on self acceptance,
For my ascension to my providence.
But it is because of you-
That I now glow from within from the light of stars.
-And because of you-
I will arise as a warrior worthy of love.
(Gift from My Love by kamillyonsiya on Deviant Art)
Oh mockingbird- why do you laugh,
With forlorn magic under your hat?
The universe spirals the wheel of spoils,
Yet your quills write love-songs, teased with coil.
Hide beneath your feathers, those rare rainy jewels.
They’re tiny glittering teardrops, of hopeful fairy dew.
Do you see me, or do you foretell my mimicking potential?
Of loving him forever, for knowing him is consequential.
His elegant smile- opens my great fortress of shade.
And pulls forgotten blooms forward: creating abundance of wildflower glades.
He makes me fly with kind words, and not flattery.
Collecting twigs for his nest, I am his home, eternally.
(The Phoenix by Boris Vallejo)
The Queen of Fire
When shaky legs,
Must burn to ashes.
Thought to save the gashes?
Hurt your ability,
In living broken.
Tears now stain,
You feel them choking.
But think of them,
As spring time rain.
You forever endure:
Called the Queen of fire!
Rare blessing of bravery,
Keep your kingdom inspired.
Hold your head high,
Let them see your pain.
Beautiful goddess of fire,
Your soul is arcane.
I’m never not looking or waiting for you:
Bold crickets serenade the watching moon,
And I think of you.
Gentle breezes lift tiny curls on my crown,
And I feel your understanding touch.
The smell of the first heavy raindrops from a frantic summer storm,
And I taste the charged flavor of you.
You dance with all my unseen senses through nature,
And instinctively I open my lungs, my mind, and my heart.
Absorbing the tenderness of my emotion,
Swallowing your sentiment.
I no longer curse the subtle connections,
That tether us, not allowing desuetude of soul.
Come to me my love:
In animal song, in playful breeze and in savory rolling thunder.
Breathe into me inspiration.
Evoke and awaken forgotten connection,
Submerge me away with abstract hope ever so gently.
The warmth of the sun holds the golden glitter of our hearts,
That innocent children delight and color their worlds in.