3rd Eye

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As I wait for you to find,

Valor, and peace of mind.

I find my own courage true,

Waiting like I do for you.

Facing demon and lonely night,

Tears will fall in religious rite.

I made friends of enemies,

Saying prayers, while on my knees.

Dreaming of your chest I lay,

Longing comfort only you purvey.

Realizing when eyes were blurred,

That destruction happens, before the third.

Strength is gathered from all ashes,

Clarity comes in sparkling flashes.

Understanding now like I do,

That it was all meant to debut:

Our courage and straightened spine,

Self-respect, and eye-bright shine.

You give me hope and life renewed,

But also taught a new world viewed.

I don’t detest, but love you more,

Forever grateful, I do adore.

 

~m

The Queen of Fire

Image result for rebirth from fire art       (The Phoenix by Boris Vallejo)

 

The Queen of Fire

 

When shaky legs,

Balance normal.

Co-dependent chaos,

Sever formal.

Magic- hiding,

All along.

With fortitude,

Inherited strong

Rickety scaffold,

Must burn to ashes.

Training wheels:

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.

Watering souls-garden,

Knowledge ascertained.

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.

~m

 

Imbue

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.

Believe.

The warmth of the sun holds the golden glitter of our hearts,

That innocent children delight and color their worlds in.

 

~m

 

 

Dream Leader

Follow my dreams?

No sir, I will not.

They are ‘my’ dreams.

I will lead.

And I will live them how I choose,

Deciding what compass and speed.

You will see me smiling, wind in my hair, with nothing but fires of determination lit in my eyes.

Watch my dreams chase me, and try to keep up!

For they’re mine, and a girl like me, only has her dreams.

Never lose sight of a dreamer like me, I will amaze by magic and show you the impossible.

~m

Colors Passion

Color me wistful,

And outside the lines.
Color me different,
And color me blind.
Color in pink seashells
And maybe a horse?
Color pastel hurricane passions,
With primary force.
Kiss my lips fiery,
Take my innocence away.
Bejewel my tender heart,
Coloring in anticipation inlay.
Apply me with substance,
Enhancing my colors.
Hitching abandoned breath,
Sending our hearts aflutter.
~m