Whisper Intrigue…

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Whisper Intrigue...

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I’ve been thinking of you…
Dreaming of every detail…
Your voice when you speak my name…breathless…
How you would look into me when our eyes would meet…

Our souls touching tentatively at first…
Seeing…seeking…knowing…
How your eyes would sparkle when you’d smile at me…

Your smile bright as a thousand suns….
Adoration in your gaze…
Your words whisper intrigue…aphrodisiac….seducing me…
I’ve been thinking of you…
Of the times we say nothing…conversations through our heated gaze… unable to look away…
Yes…I’ve been thinking of you…
And I wonder…do you think of me?

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Unspoken…

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A question reveals itself in your eyes…

Reflections in spirit…

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Words of knowledge, wisdom, advice…

Silly banter…

Unknown effect…

Words of comfort, healing, concern…

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Known is the inability to explore…

It is unreachable…unattainable…

Strengthening allure…

Words like a balm soothe the sadness deep inside the soul…

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A question is asked…

In between the words giving the answer

resides all that is wanted to be said but cannot be…

Unattainable…unreachable…

As it was…

As it must all ways be…

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Everything desperately wanting to be said

must remain unspoken…

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Copyright © 2012 Christina Brownlee

Feeling Good….

I know it’s been awhile since I’ve posted and

I’ve had some inquiries as to such….

Well….

Nina Simone can say it better than I….

So if you’re wondering how I’m doing….

I will answer….

I’m feeling good….

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Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin’ on by you know how I feel

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It’s a new dawn
It’s a new day
It’s a new life
For me
And I’m feeling good

Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom on the tree you know how I feel

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Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don’t you know
Butterflies all havin’ fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
That’s what I mean

And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me

Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel

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Enigma…

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There on a path to future lies converging trails…

One reminds me of better days long gone…

One leads to the promise of future…

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I sit…think…ponder…

Why does one necessarily negate the other?

Conflicted confusion…

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The future is hope, risk, love, heartbreak, having, losing…

As is life in all of its ups, downs and all arounds…

Tumultuous emotions wash over me as I wonder which path…

All the while knowing, as I always have, that life moves in one direction…

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I cry silent hidden tears as the truth permeates me…

Time moves in one direction…

Always to the future…

Never to past…

I know this and yet…

It feels as though letting go of the past means it truly is gone…

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Two paths converge into one…

I know I must take the one to the future, because that is the way of life…

Always moving forward despite anyone or anything…

Time is an enigma which marches on irreverent of feeling…

Void of thought or emotion…

We choose to move with it or forever be trapped in the loneliness of the black void…

I will no longer be trapped in the void…

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Sweet encouraging voices beckon me to life, irregardless of the risk I know it brings…

I follow time’s path because of hope that will wash away melancholy…

I take the leap of faith..

Knowing only one thing for sure…

Time marches ever forward and now I am its companion…

One step…

Here I go…

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Intoxicating Inception…

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As if from nowhere…

Suddenly you were there…

You knew me, better than I knew myself…

I recognized you even though you were unknown…

Intoxicating inception…

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Soft sensuous whispers of promising adventures to come…

Laughter…joy…peace…trust…

Excited anticipation to know and be known again…

Seduction by words…

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Reality comes crashing in…

Doubt…fear…uncertainty…

This can not be real…

You are my imagination’s foolish figment…

I realize the truth…

You can not be here….

This can not be real…

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The mind rationalizes the irrational, to protect itself…

Dichotomy in a dream…

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Dare I risk tempestuous temptation?

What if…

A whole plethora of what if’s…

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If I want to live…

If I want to truly experience life…

Then I must accept the terrifying risk…

That when I awake from this desirous dream…

You…disappear…

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Elusive…

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There I lay…

Sleepless night…

Lost in my distracted thoughts…

Unable to rest…to be still…

The mind rushes…

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Sleep comes…softly…

Fleeting…threatening to vanish…

Toss and Turn….

Twisted sheets match my thoughts…

My dreams….don’t dream…

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Please…sleep come…

Take me where I can dream…

Where I want to dream…

Don’t disappear…

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Dreams come hard and fast….

Too fast…too elusive…

The mind rushes…

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Please slow down…

I want to know you…savor your lucid images…

Revel in the falling…

Dreams sweet embrace…

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I cannot dream…

Will not dream…

For fear of awakening…yet again…

Dreaded disappearance…

The mind rushes…

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Sleepless night…

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Paradox…

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Words string together in my mind like the rushing river….

Lost in the current of thought…

Gone too fast to contemplate…

Hope…excitement…longing…anticipation…

Distraction….

Delusion…

Disquiet….

Paradox…

Hope and Fear cannot live together…

So many words…

So many questions…

So many …too many…

Confusion….

Your sweet voice in my ears like a warm summer breeze…

Soothing…tempting…beckoning…

Delicious distraction…

A dream hidden in reality…

Another paradox…

Dissipating disquiet…

Breathe….just…breathe…

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Evermore…

Gratify by Robyn Lee

There on a sandy seashore… Waves crashing… Warm gentle breeze…caresses seductively… Softly blowing…playing with my hair… I sit and stare… Majesty of the sea… Escaping reality… All senses heightened… Suddenly aware of everything…and nothing… Watching…waiting… Sand between my toes…. Salty … Continue reading

One…

 One step…

One word…

One inspiration…

One blog…

One quote…

One poem….

One post….

One compliment…

One encouragement…

One more step…

One more realization…

One more action….

Bringing me closer…

One more piece…

One hope…

An entire dream being built …

By adding one…

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The Power of Words…

“But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.”
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  Words…
Arranged just so…
Have incredible power…
To lift up…
To elicit joy…
To bring good news or bad…
To tear down walls or build them…
To heal or to hurt…
To empower or discourage…
To create love or hate…
Build trust or break it…
Words can change a persons life forever…one way or another…
Be oh so very careful with them…
They are fragile like glass and can shatter…destroy…
They can rebuild…rejoice…
Please…choose your words wisely…
Once said or written…can last forever…

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