Alchemical Prose…

Reconstructing Christina
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.To the writers who beguile me with their prose prowess…
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΅〜  ೋღ  ღೋ 〜΅
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Wield your words just so…
Ignite my Intrigue…
Captivate my curiosity…
Luring my imagination to undiscovered realms…
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Enchant me…
Entice my devotion…
Your alchemical prose alluding, evocative…
Pleasure or pain…
We journey to both, through both… together…
Fascinate my imagination with your literary fusion…
And I will spend my minutes with you…
For your magical words, your spell.
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Do the impossible task of creating fire…in my mind, incendiary.
Introduce me to your magical working…
Evoke sensate thought, synesthesia…
Slip inside my dreams…
Conjure a mysterious world separate and apart from the mundane…
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Adventure through kaleidoscopic emotions…
Powerful, strange, surreal…
Fates foretold, secrets disclosed…
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Inside out, upside down, the other way round…
Dance me through your words…
Spinning… spinning… spinning….
Leave me breathless…
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And then…
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Evanesce…as all the best dreams do…
only able to exist within the confines of my mind,
Filtering through my thoughts, feelings, dreams, perspectives…
Affecting them…
Transmutation…
As your locution becomes…
My alchemical prose…
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΅〜  ೋღ  ღೋ 〜΅
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If you would like me to read this to you…
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΅〜  ೋღ  ღೋ 〜΅
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    Christina
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Moments of Me…

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In all of the moments before I cannot be…
It is now.
This moment.
This breath…
That holds Life’s essence, vitality.
The moments before…
sprinkled through time…
are only echoes
of what was once a part of me.
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  Each echo of a moment holds its own unique resonance,
reverberating for always within me.
Some, bring effervescent happiness and joy…
Some, elicit the fervent wish for the power to negate their existence…
Some, carry eclipsing darkness…searing…
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   At times, they are so impossibly loud it seems I cannot bear it…
but then…
I recognize they are only here affecting me,  unrelentingly, …
because I have not let them go.
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 These are my moments’ echoes…
Moments of me…
With the deep breath of my intent…
I set them free.
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΅〜  ೋღ    ღೋ 〜΅
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΅〜  ೋღ    ღೋ 〜΅
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.  Christina

΅〜  ೋღ  ღೋ 〜΅

 

 

 

Introspective Expedition…

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Introspective expedition…
Seeking that which I lost…
Seeking me.
I have wandered, aimlessly at times.
Sometimes, I have just been still…
So very still…
Seemingly in stasis.
Day after night after day…
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Evocative epiphany ensconced throughout the exponential everythingness of each day…
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Suggestively present…
Beckoning me onward, inward.
Days in and days out…
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Outwardly, calm…
Inwardly, tumultuous…
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And then,
   One day…
I overcame the gravitational pull inwards…
I came home to my outward expression…
To my words…
To me…
To you.
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΅〜  ೋ  ೋ 〜΅
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Hello old friends, I have missed you… immeasurably much. I am so sorry for my absence.  To have been gone so very long. I have thought of you so often… each time sending my love and best wishes to each of you.
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Thank you so so much …for the gift of coming back to your messages of support, for thinking of me. It means more than I can say…
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I’m here now, full of more questions than answers…more ignorance than knowledge. I am ready to begin… again.
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Always begin again…
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  Christina 

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΅〜  ೋ  ೋ 〜΅
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Consume Me…

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΅〜 ೋღღೋ     〜΅    

It would be so easy to open myself to your love…

To fall fast and furious…

Fiercely intense chain reaction…

Combustion inside and out…

A mere thought of you the ignition…

My longing…my loneliness…my needs…the fuel for this fire…

This exigency flame enveloping us….

Your words caress from the inside out…

Ubiquitous desire…

Fulfilling yet….

Leave me aching….needing….wanting…

More…always more…

An addiction that is what you’ve become…

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅    

Whether you will enhance me or destroy me remains unknown…

It would be so easy to discover which…

If only I could open the door to my soul and let you in…

Let you consume me….

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΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅

    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜΅

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This is my entry for The Speakeasy #152 ~ Prompt “It would be so easy…”  ~

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The Speakeasy #152

Silhouette….

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΅∼ ೋღ ღೋ     ∼΅      

That was the day the sun stopped shining…

That was the day she realized she was dreaming…

Not living…

She was but a semblance of her former self…

An illusion created to protect…

Inevitably…

That very protection became self-induced isolation…

΅∼ ೋღ ღೋ     ∼΅  

She had believed everything…

Trusted everyone…

Perhaps naivety reigned…

Perhaps….so very many things…

΅∼ ೋღ ღೋ      ∼΅  

Falling into the very disillusionment that woke her to Life’s reality…

She welcomes this descent…

She knows it well…

She’s comfortable here surrounded by familiar phantoms…

All the disconsolate whispers…

Shadow’s silhouette casting the backdrop for a prior dream…

Antecedent of every hope, desire, aspiration…

 ΅∼ ೋღ ღೋ     ∼΅  

She will not cry…

Not one tear…

For they are hers alone…

And only when she is alone will they appear…

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΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅

    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜΅

Dream’s Symphony…

 

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(In A Dream…)

΅〜 ೋღ  ღೋ      〜΅

She closes her eyes to watch the parade of allemande memories dance
through her mind…as if choreographed…
Only these memories are of him and her…
Desire mixed with love…
Creating a symphony out of each detail of their time together…

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅    

His eyes imprinted in her mind…
So full of adoration and his love for her…
His gaze a silent sonnet…
 Expressing devotion through laconic libretto of prose…

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His caress forever fixed as an indelible mark upon her senses…
Heightening them with only a thought…
Lingering coalescence of touch resonates…

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His voice the song in her heart…
Magical melody…
Soothing while caressing her with each word…
Such divine elegance…

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅  

This dance of love keeping synchronous rhythm…
 Every step…every breath…every heartbeat shared….
Building the chorus of their song…
Keeping time…once elusive…now at their leisure…

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Each memory adding to the one before…
As it is being composed with each new moment…
Amplifying its crescendo…

΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ      〜΅

    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜΅

Sad Eyes….

 
 
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I look at you and I can see so deep inside…
Almost an invitation to come in and traverse your complexity….

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I see a brilliant artist….
A loving spirit….
A beautiful soul….
Burgeoning with love and adoration of life in all of its intricacies….
All of its resplendence…

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I see one who cherishes each moment…
One who feels pain intimately…
Who knows how destructive it could be if allowed to reign supreme….
I see you fight….beyond the daily battle…

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You create beauty….magical majesty….
Abstract in its completion….
Complex simplicity….
Sublime amalgamation of thought and emotion…
Of vision…
Of you….

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I see you….
As we all are….
Who we could be…
Would that we possess your strength, your fortitude….

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅

Tell me your story….
Let me hear your words….
Else I shall have to read you….
Through your sad eyes…

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ      〜΅

       ΅〜 ೋ  Christina〜  ೋ 〜΅

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