slippery thing wiggly squiggly dance flitting between these fingers too playful to catch tantalizingly calling me tugging the corners of my lips indulging each other in a chase eternal A game of sheer delight.
To be seen differently, To be spoken to differently than you were taught to. To see yourself beheld through Another’s eye ..and see someone alien Someone who can dare to call themself beautiful even love a little more preciously.. ~R.B. Follow my blog with Bloglovin
There is always someone applauding for every little thing you do. Do not worry about the frowns, the judgements, the whip-like words, or the open disgust.. Take no heed There is always someone applauding for every blink of your eyes, every breath and tilt of your head. So flow into yourself as naturally as aContinue reading “Nature of nature”
If I could whisper across the expanse reach into the recess of your heart to the visceral self wherever you may be— In the sewer, the pleasure house, behind bars looking unto death, in the corner of the street, in the debris of broken homes, in the ravages of war and hunger, in loneliness orContinue reading “A love letter for you and I”
Eyes unseeing, ears unhearing, looping through the same sceneries, the same horrors, the same miseries. Broken hearts to hardened stones. Heavy shields, dented drawn up on weary arms. Spines bent on burdens collected unawares. Gnashing teeth against gilded cages. Oh, the Rage that never splutter out Thirst that never quenches Pain that never staunches HungerContinue reading “Shackled”