truth

We got off………

Finally the day has come…

They wanted some time…

Time we thought was on our side

The side that’s sunny side up

20,000 Beautiful mornings

And gorgeous leafy filled Tapestries hanging on our memories.


He clearly wanted some more time.

At least a few more years

A few more soulful gazes in our passionate eyes,

A time where we will feel recognized.


To receive the most deep-felt touches that weren’t physical,

this ultimate feeling.

Deep down in your intensities….

Where your souls protector presides,

keeping your life force alive.


We want it So desperately.

But damn it means putting down how I lived my entire life…

a life that never felt quite like this.


What is behind these masked intentions full of bliss?

Or why question something so damn real?


and we see it but we didn’t believe in it….


So time caught the remnants of mistakes mistaken in our ego.

The ride has stop.


We got off.

Time begets time

And now the reality hits us with full of mediocrity.


Scared of the oceanic tidal coming to whisk you

away into a beautiful unknown. Why don’t you

dare take this ride?


Oh dear. Fear.


Fear skips the part of your life that has fast

heartbeats when you hear footsteps of a

familiar stranger or….


diving into all our nodal moods that are

ultimately our Purpose in living…


Yet we choose fear. A fear of feeling like an

eagle soaring from the hanging arctic oak trees

feeling the heat of the sun on its wings that

surmises a beautiful soul like yourself.


Yet and still….


It’s a connection that is an universe in its illusory time spheres

Where no one comes dare near

When the energy of your souls meet

That’s when you just knew.

What more proof do u need?

Sometimes we caught up in karmic

residues,


So time wasn’t on our side.

And the struggle on whats apparently deepening deep within my seed of life

Is a great place to just reside there

Or perhaps

even die there.

The crumbs of our mistakes.

I can’t deal.
My feelings aren’t up for an appeal.
So they sit in this jail cell until they are serve its next meal.

What an obligation I have towards them.
See you can’t help who you love, and that’s the essence of it.
Don’t know what to do with these woes so I (try) to ignore them by playing games.
The same games that keeps our emotions caged.

If I crafted the words that the correctional officers dictated for me to leave this alone,
I could make a fishers net so you’ll always know theirs more of them in the sea…
However I’m someone you can call home.
Yet and still I have this detainer on my soul.
No entry to your goodness because you saw a leach on my phone,
Too worrisome of what my friends thought now Ill be living a dormant life on my own.

And I know what I can do to bring you to your knees.
I’m just not needed.
See God gave us eyes for us to see,
And I saw life on the outside through your docile spirit.
I just needed to be release by you simply giving me the keys…
I wake up thinking about your candor and I light up as if I see a way through this…
But then I see in this bed its only me…

When do commissary come?
Maybe I can write you again to make you finally feel undone.
I know I can, I just been doubting this love.
When I get out, the first thing I want to do is birth you a son.
To show the world what magic looks like,
To finally build us on a foundation that comes from our crumbs.
The crumbs of our mistakes.

From the chains that are on my feet,
To the crown of your head to the soul of your own feat.
I will stay in this confined area until I know we can go to trial with no chance of defeat.

my love,
You taught me how to be a woman.
Wait for me, I’ll be out soon.