The muse be life and the merry be me, observing, feeling, learning and expressing with words straight from the heart!
Thursday, May 14, 2020
Ying and Yang
                                
Between life and death
                                
There’s you, there’s me,
                                
Living in each other’s hearts
                                
Galloping in each other’s minds
                                
Kindling the fire in each other’s souls
                                
With eyes that flutter, lips that smile
                                
Hands that entwine every once in a while
                                
Bodies that meet with a passion so deep
                                
Arms that comfort each other as we sleep
                                
These are promises together we shall keep
                                
Forever between life and death
© kronosaphrodite 2015
When I am gone...
When I am gone
And you miss me
Look up at the skies
And you will know
I am looking too
At the same star
That shines so bright
And twinkles each night
When I am gone
And you miss me
I will send kisses with the wind
And hope it will be planted
Right where my lips
Would want to be
Making you dance in delight
Making you feel so right
When I am gone
And you miss me
I will open my arms
And I will hold you
Hoping you will feel my touch
The air will smell of you so much
I will feel you like the blood in my vein
I will breathe you until we meet again
© kronosaphrodite 2015
Yearning
Sometimes I just think of you and smile,
Wishing for eternity that you were mine,
But I know some things are not meant to be,
Still I hope we'd take a chance and feel,
The kind of feeling that make us real,
Know you inside out for better or worse,
Even if you aren't my blessing,
I'd still have you if you were my curse!"
© kronosaphrodite 2015
Don't lose hope when you lose love
When love took birth in my heart for you
An invisible umbilical cord formed between your heart and mine
It served as a channel for my feelings to pass through
It somehow paved its way deep into your heart
That’s how I instinctively fed you when
You were hungry for love and affection
That’s what kept my emotions aligned with yours
You cried I cried, you smiled I smiled
That’s what made me feel I belong to you
You and me were one, you were the missing piece of my puzzle
That’s what kept me attached to you
You were my kite I was your string
Now the cord has been poisoned with doubts and deceit
Now only pain flows through and damages the hearts
The kite having been through a storm wants to break free from its string
The missing piece having changed shape is looking for a different puzzle
So I cut the cord.....I let go
That’s the only way to drain the poison
Let the kite fly free, find its own way out of the storm
Let the missing piece detach, find its perfect fit in another puzzle
While I patiently wait until a new cord grows towards another heart
Determined never to let it be poisoned,
I will keep it strong, I will make it last!
© kronosaphrodite 2015
Love vs Lust
Lips on lips
Flesh on flesh
Passions soar
Bodies undress
Bodies merge,
Souls forgotten
Lust! That’s temporary...
Hand in hand
Heart to heart
Feelings soar
Emotions undress
Souls merge,
Bodies forgotten
Love! That’s forever...
© kronosaphrodite 2015
It's hard to let go
I wonder why I still get butterflies in my stomach when I see your picture or
read your name,
I seem to have moved on but my wretched heart wants to replay that game,
I wonder why my scattered thoughts always gather to form memories of you,
I seem to have forgotten yet your face finds a place in my view,
I wonder why you still haunt my dreams when in reality you shun me so,
I seem to be drifting away from you, but then my heart begins to row,
I wonder why I still feel lonely even though I have company to keep,
I seem to have lost you but my faith wants to take a leap!
© kronosaphrodite 2015
Labels:
Connection,
Devotion,
Hope,
Love,
Yearning
Partner
Sometimes I cry alone and can’t get my feelings out
Sometimes I run from people and can’t get my head about
Sometimes my words choke in my throat and can’t be expressed
Sometimes my face openly reveals that I am distressed
But at the end of the day....
When I hear your voice, I feel excited
When I see a text from you, I feel cared for
Your actions not words pierce through my heart
For deep down you make me feel loved, you make me feel alive!
© kronosaphrodite
Wednesday, May 13, 2020
Soul connections
The cracks in our soul fit into each other perfectly, we may look
damaged individually but together we are whole!
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