I want to live in a world where magic exists and dreams can be made manifest. I want to revolutionize love. I want to love and be loved in kind. I want to have sex with abandon. I want to come into union with myself. I want to be in union with my other half. I want to be myself. I want to be comfortable in my own skin. I want to be more like water. I want to dance with the journey. I want to live with passion. I want to write with passion. I want to dream beautiful moments into being. I want to follow my heart. I want to heal and forgive. I want to surrender. I want to open my heart and my mind to new experiences. I want to laugh until I cry. I want to cry when I mean it. I want to smile so much that when I am old everyone will know that I chose joy and gratitude as my default.
Stand up
She is a call to heaven
The darkness around which
Stars are posthumously hung
*
My clay feet know
Both earth and sea
But the sky aspires
Higher and higher
With every extension
*
With my vertebrae
Horizontally stacked
I could go on forever
For a circle ends
Exactly as it begins
But if vertical,
I will undoubtedly fall
(I stand up
In spite of fear)
*
I carry you in silence
For it is through silence
That melody is relayed
*
My pulse struggles
Under the pressure
Of our overlapping breaths
Together we are imperishable
For no wrath exists
That can dissolve regard
Dandelion
Dandelion puffs consolidate
On tempestuous currents
These charlatan clouds
Dispensing expectation
*
Dangerous are the angles
That disengage flight
One must remain round
To sustain buoyancy
*
My wings are tender
From too much sunshine
The intimidation of fame
Can be hard to overcome
Will I remain intact?
Are do the best dreams
Harbor the darkest days?
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