Love

Symphony of Words…

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In the ethereal realm of ink and parchment, my soul unfurls…

A delicate dance of thoughts and emotions, a tapestry woven with words…

Each stroke of the pen breathes life into the intangible, unveiling the secrets of my heart…

Splendid narratives intertwine, caressing the senses with an exquisite melange of love’s longing, the ache of pain, and the ethereal hues of dreams…

Transcending the mundane, writing becomes my sacred sanctuary, where imagination soars, unbridled…

A symphony of creativity resounds, an opus of expression, unrestrained and wild…

Come, wander with me through the labyrinthine corridors of inspiration, where the rare and beautiful words bloom like precious jewels…

Let us unfurl the veils of reality, and delve into the realms of limitless possibilities…

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΅〜  ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅

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If you would like me to read this to you…

Petrichor and Promise…

If I could have, I would have bottled that rain. The rain we were in when last I saw you…

You stopped me as we were running for shelter from that sudden spring rain… it was full of petrichor and promise. The most beautiful spring of my life.

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As we were walking home after our night of celebration, our anniversary.  You stopped and just looked at me. Water streaming down both of our faces blurring my vision of you. Our eyes drinking in the other…pulling me right up next to you with one hand and the other on my face.
You said, “I can’t promise to love you for the rest of your life, but I promise to love you for the rest of mine.”

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Then you kissed me. In that moment, I became yours again, as I did every single time our eyes met.

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As we pulled apart, it was as though one raindrop out of so unimaginably many slowed time as it caressed its way down your cheek, your jaw. I didn’t look away until its journey had ended.

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     That was the first time I wished I could have bottled that rain, but it wasn’t the last. I’ve wished for that more times than the immeasurable rainfall.

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(5.14.10 ~ my sadness, makes you immortal)

΅〜  ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅

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If you would like me to read this to you…

Edge of Peripheral…

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I can almost see you…

I know I don’t know you…

Simultaneously, I know everything about you…

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You are in my dreams…

In my thoughts…

We meet there occasionally…

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There is the known and unknown…

That magical seductive dance that ignites my imagination…

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Recognition….

There you are…

Waiting for me…

On the edge of peripheral…

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΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ     〜΅

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If you would like me to read this to you…

Embrace…

 
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Souls’ touch three times…
Once in acquaintance…
Twice in the furtherance of knowing…
Thrice in embrace…
Either for the goodbye…
Or for the staying…
 
That interchange of me and you, adding, reshaping us both in ways hitherto unknown.
 
The Soul’s language is pure emotion. Our thoughts evoke said emotion…
our words ignite them like match to flame.
In good ways…bad ways…all ways in between.
 
I will always carry a piece of you, and you of me.
The length and breadth of our entirety.
How much of each of us we give or take, isn’t fully up to our proportionate desire…
it goes deeper than that.
 
In some cases, I am so grateful for this interchange. And sometimes…
I wish to have the piece of me back for it was given to a poor steward.
 
Time’s alchemy reigns supreme and soon enough I will be carried forth on its waves to new shores…new experiences. New embraces.
 
 

΅〜  ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅

If you would like me to read this to you…

Consume Me…

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΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ     〜΅ 

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     〜΅

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If you would like me to read this to you…

Melody of Silence…

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΅〜  ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅

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Reflections of silence resonate…

Dissonant deliberation… Among the ethereal scintilla…

Echoes speak in deafening taciturnity…

Melody of Silence…

 ΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅

Through the maze of countless corridors…

Myriad of memories…

A forest of dreams…of hopes…

Therein lies my hidden sanctuary…

Dormant…

Awaiting its incendiary denouement…

΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅

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Ephemeral illumination…

Fragments of time reminisce…

Whispering in the familiar shadows… 

Euphony…

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If you would like me to read this to you…

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΅〜  ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅

For Loss of Words ~ Second Anniversary…

΅〜  ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅

Two years ago, on June 17th, 2012, I wrote my first post for this blog. I had no idea then all that could happen…would happen…it most certainly marked an epoch in my life. An epoch I am ceaselessly grateful for and feel it one of the most impactful changes in my life.

Shortly thereafter, I met Neil, my admiration of his writing was instantaneous, as was our friendship. On August 30, 2012 we published our first collaboration. It was such an incredible honor to read his words which I so admire. I had never attempted anything like this before…it was the beginning of future audio and video collaborations with Neil, followed by a few vlogs of my own.

 An excerpt from my “Christina ~ Out Loud” page…

“Neil…thank you so much sweet sir…you are a star who will always shine so bright in my night sky. A friend who helped pull me out of myself and try something new and so so fun!”

΅〜  ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅

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I wish to say thank you to everyone who has been along this journey with me, encouraged me, inspired me, and given me your steadfast support… with special gratitude to Neil who opened the door to new possibilities…new dreams…who encouraged me out of my shell.

Each one of you add so much to my life…

Transforming it from darkness into a rainbow of dreams…

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΅〜  ೋ ♥ ೋ 〜΅

     ΅〜 ೋ  Christina〜  ೋ 〜΅

Flirtation With Denial…

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΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ     〜΅

Presumptive perception…
Hypocritical hypotheses…
She never knew…
Never cared to find truth…
Too mired in bitter disappointment…
Averting ignorance…
Blatant flirtation with denial…
Feeding self-gratification’s insistent need…

΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅
She only cared for indulgence…
Her voracious need to be desired…
No thought to its destructive aftermath…
She doesn’t mind the cost for she thinks it’s someone else’s debt…

΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅
Duteous devotion…
Enchantment’s spell broken…
Crystalline vision…
Truth’s dichotomy revealed in Ego’s insatiable delight…

΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅
She seeks selfish seduction…
Unknowingly denying herself what she needs most…
True love’s healing embrace…

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΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ     〜΅

    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜

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Gorgeous photo by Nataly1st ~ Deviantart

Captivated…

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΅〜  ೋღ  ♥  ღೋ      〜΅

You look into me…
Me into you…
We meet there in the middle…
Captivated…

 ΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅    

Need drives its own insistent desire to inception…
Embraced in this perfect moment…
Held by the enigmatic nature of will…
Unable to look away…
Locked in place….
Locked in time…

΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅    

Don’t look away…
Keep me here as I memorize your soul with mine…
Let us stay suspended in wonder…
Before Reality’s ocean rips us apart…

΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅    

We are helpless in its wake…
Fate’s cruelty using us as pawns for pleasure…
Neither here nor there…

΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅    

Our moment permanently fixed in the stars for all time…
Love…without completion…without end…

΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅    

Forever captivated…
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΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ     〜΅

    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜

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΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ     〜΅

╰⊰✿ This poem is the last in a series of four originally posted back in January 2013. For more information please see this post …which explains my bringing #ThrowbackThursday here to my blog. This series marked a pivotal transition in my writing which shortly thereafter became known as my “Dreamscape”.

It is has been so much fun to look back in time this past week with you. Many of you have been with me from the beginning of this journey, some have joined my journey along the way…

I wish to extend, again, my gratitude and voluminous appreciation for each and every one of you. Your encouragement and support has truly impacted my life in so many ways I cannot even express.

Thank you…ever so much! ✿⊱╮

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Gorgeous photo by ily623 Deviantart

Divine Torment…

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΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ     〜΅    

Can you feel my presence?

I can feel yours…

Enticing me…

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Sometimes you’re like a soft breeze…

A delicate whisper…

Gentle and knowing…

Beckoning me…

Sometimes you’re like waves crashing…

washing over me…through me…intoxicating me…

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Can you feel it?

That illusory electric spark…

Magnetic…

Addictive…

Taunting…

Seductive…

Divine torment…

΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ     〜΅    

Divine Torment

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You want me?

Come find me…

Make up your mind.

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΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ     〜΅

    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜

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╰⊰✿ This poem (three of four that went together) was originally posted back in January 2013. For more information please see this post …which explains why I’m sharing these again. This series of poems marked a pivotal  transition in my writing which shortly thereafter became known as …my “Dreamscape” ✿⊱╮