Treasures from my heart
The gems no one else gets to see
The ideas that complete me
Gives you the lock to my key
My feelings
A need for someone
To push me too far
To make me feel anger
Allow me the act
Teach me to throw
Multiple plates through the air
Create an opportunity
Make me bow to weakness
I want to lean on somone
Catch me once, please
For my love
Paint me a picture
Of my tears
Show me they’re beautiful
Worth sitting near
Each and every freckle
How you hold it dear
Force me to look at myself
In a mirror
This simply
What I want
Force these feelings out
No one ever has
Well, just once
She’s bat shit crazy
Just look at her eyes
Made up
No long lost love
Back in India
A story created poetically
I just wanted closer to you
Honestly
Something to fight about
To make me feel alive
It was what I needed
My heart’s open
Not a scorned woman
Just one begging to feel
What people don’t see
When they look at me
Is all my vulnerability
Years of controlling
Any feeling
In hopes that another
Wasn’t victim to stealing
Yet happiness the latest casualty
See what I do to me
Always full and rich with the inside stuff.
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I am beginning to feel at home with the idea of releasing myself. It feels nice to just let it out. I could run for miles.
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I know what you mean.
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Exhale and enjoy life.
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The best you can, girlfriend!
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Ok π
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I like simply seeing you…the imperfectly perfect you! Know we are all the same. Hugs and blessings!
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You are so sweet and I appreciate the encouragement very much. The same indeed. Thank you for the reminder. Hugs to you and loads of blessings.
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Loverly.
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Thank you, Susan.
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This was beautiful, and a bit sad–don’t tell anyone!
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*Biggest smile ever* Aren’t I brave! (I keep secrets, Duke!)
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You are brave. Even professorish ones?
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Thank you! Of course, they are very important!!!!!
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Sometimes they are, yes!
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All the time…! Phewy on you.
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Fooey to you too!
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Again with the incorrect spelling…on my part. Not!
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*laughs*
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π You spelled it that way on purpose.
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Yes, I did. I admit it freely.
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Thank you..I caught your mind instantly. Do you see how I do that? π
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You catch it a lot, I think–which is a wonder!
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Me too and it always makes me smile.
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This is lovely!
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Thank you, Kate
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