Sometimes you can find yourself in a position filled with pain. That pain is temporary, it comes and it goes, and it can make you sick with it, but it comes and it goes. There’s a strange weight held onto people that makes them think they cannot comprehend, it makes them not want to accept,Continue reading “The Self Soother”
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In Another Dimension
I see myself being a little girl, from 5 and on, with my dad, paddling out into the waves and he’s teaching me how to surf. I see us, like two water babies, and I’m learning skills I wish I only learned from him. I’ve been watching a lot of surfer movies lately. Classics andContinue reading “In Another Dimension”
An Ode To My Beloved
You were never ordinary and you know that… I can still feel the way the universe tilted, An inevitable force that brought us together, Puzzle pieces finding their placements, Our shadows and lights guiding the way, And we hold tight to each other, Because our souls allow no separation.
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love is a drug no heart can resist. it comes for you, hungry like an animal. it turns you into an animal. it grazes no land greener than your hearts desire. its hungry, but its satisfied when two hearts collide.
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its not an easy path, to feel the pull of your instinct, and really listen to it. it can be lonely there, but trusting yourself is a great act of care, and you have to follow through.
like a slow wave of heat…
it rises out from inside my belly. quietly spreading through every vein. a slow wave of love. a slow wave of ache. until it pours out of me. until it becomes shape and color. until it dissolves me into the canvas.
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These vibrations move too deep. Looking for the core, I’m looking for the warmth. I’m swimming deep, pushing away the fears Breathing water, I bloom in the comfort.
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Enrapture me in your culprit device, Keep me safe from my own demise. Ugh the senses love to take over me, Imagination caught with serendipity. I can’t win, this I know. And with every day, these seasons grow. Sweet symphony, you’re a cause to blame, As I strike my cord in this silly game. Love.
I am
You’re right. I’m insatiable. I move through my days with an altered want. Never feeling whole, always wanting more. I’m hungry. I’m aching. I’m disquiet in sensibility. And I hide it so well. I’m ambiguous. I’m distraught. I’m fiery with wet imagination. I’m breathing deep trying to pull you closer. I’m a mess. Cultivated inContinue reading “I am”
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The summer breeze brought the sweet feel of you Gliding across my skin. Weakened to the knees. Slow breath. Slight touch. And with the twinkling sound of leaves My hearts pushing, legs grasping. Full of memory. Mmm. Hums of machines move past me, back and forth. And back again. Our silhouettes hide between the space.Continue reading “Untitled”
Ciara Ashley Johnson 