Showing posts with label kiss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kiss. Show all posts

Sunday, January 26, 2020

you aren't leaving that easy....

Karma is an amazing thing.
It can piss you off and make you chuckle at the same time
In my twenties it was one of those things that i really didn't call karma...
I just called it life.
Things could only be great for so long....
then you knew the shit was going to hit the fan.
it was reality.
Like this:
find $50 then have to pay an unexpected bill for $55.

As I have gotten older I realize that no matter how much good you do in the world,
shit will still happen.
Shit will still happen to you.

Past few years have been...
sad, trying, beautiful, and questionable.
2019...not to sound trite....was a definite year of decision making and life changes.

It took a long ass time to get to the point where I decided to make a change for myself, to do what my heart had said to do years ago....
to do what friends had suggested to bring happiness for all the was involved.
"life is short"
"everyone , and I mean everyone deserves good things"
and some of this......
"you will never do it"
"when the time is right, you will wake up and know"
"go ahead...try it"

bitch

with that said....

let's talk...let me talk....
or let me write....
write....
write....
It often happens that the exact thing you want, need , crave, change your life for....
is the exact thing which is held out of reach for you.
the thing in which Karma will not allow you to have.
lessons in life
lessons in love
lesson for the heart, body, soul.
For one amazing good thing gained...
Karma will often take one away.

A friend said to me...
no, you are not experiencing Karma....
that is not how it works
but I think it may actually be.

but ,
good is happening 
he keeps me smiling all day.
he touches me in a way I have never been touched
he checks on me
at all hours,
he cancels all of my fears....
over and over again
without 
wavering.

trust 
nothing to hide
open book
canceling out karma
with every word.

my fragile heart searches for you in the dark...
maybe time running out 
is a gift

xo,
likely one of us will have to spend some time alone
i'll give ou every second I can find
m



listen....
just listen....



It's not the long, flowing dress that you're in

Or the light coming off of your skin
The fragile heart you protected for so long
Or the mercy in your sense of right and wrong
It's not your hands searching slow in the dark
Or your nails leaving love's watermark
It's not the way you talk me off the roof
Your questions like directions to the truth
It's knowing that this can't go on forever

Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone
Or one day you'll be gone
If we were vampires and death was a joke

We'd go out on the sidewalk and smoke
And laugh at all the lovers and their plans
I wouldn't feel the need to hold your hand
Maybe time running out is a gift
I'll work hard 'til the end of my shift
And give you every second I can find
And hope it isn't me who's left behind
It's knowing that this can't go on forever

Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone
Or one day you'll be gone
It's knowing that this can't go on forever

Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone
One day you'll be gone















Monday, September 23, 2019

Lets Look at Each Other for a Minute

first time I was kissed it was by Carl.
I had practiced on my pillow I had read every Judy Blume book....
I was ready.
Carl, 2 grades older, red beret, artist, tall, cool
Why did he like me.?
Little skater girl ......

I will never in my life forget it.
he leaned in to kiss me, I puckered, he opened....I freaked....
I literally had no idea...the French kiss.  
the FRENCH KISS
I just couldn't.  wasn't that how babies were made???
He hesitated, he laughed ....the next words out of his mouth were,
"I am going to tell everyone in high school you don't know how to kiss"
These few words, to an oncoming freshman, were the death.

 The first boyfriend I ever had betrayed my sweet lips.
It hurt.
I swore I would never be in that predicament again.

kissing.
I would never misunderstand the art of kissing again.
never.
ever

Kissing is my thing.
I love it.
Lips, tongue, smiles, breath, teeth.
you can learn a person's soul through their kisses.
you can learn a person's limits...
the hand on the back, under the skirt, touching your neck gently....
the smell, the taste, the neck nibble.
the breath
the breath
your breath
how can you be ready for love


breathe
wet
whisper
secrets


I don't get to kiss often.
when I kiss it starts fires within me, and within whoever I choose to kiss
to be in control of the kiss....
to let someone else control your kiss
it tells a story
a story no one else can replicate.
Kisses are like fingerprints.

to each
kisses

kisses

xo,
m