Poetry

Diaphanous Dreamscape….

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I look back trying to find illumination…
Seeking my inspiration…
Pivotal points of perception…
I search for my words…
They’ve left me in the desert of my reality…

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Transport me to my dreamscape…
Let me reside there…
Where words float around me like butterflies of serenity…
Whispering promises of peace…
A balm to soothe my soul…
My self expression…needing release…aching for it…

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I search the depths of my heart…
I see the tears…
The sadness…
The scars I choose to wear inside…
Remembrance of days gone…memories packed away…

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I see with hindsight a succession of happenings…
I see the struggle…
The very battle for my sanity ~ end with the discovery of my voice…
My words…
Each little nuance distinctively mine…

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I see pieces of me creating my sanctuary…
My oasis built from the words woven in my mind…
All ways there waiting for me….
A bouquet of thought…

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 This is my diaphanous dreamscape…
A reflection of me…
My creation…
Born from the ashes of my former life…
Now the foundation on which I rebuild….
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Blanket of Night…

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One Night...

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Lying under the blanket of night…

Stars sparkle their way through the black backdrop…

Creating illusions of images to please each soul…

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Waiting for a star to fall…

Waiting to wish my secret wish…

I stare intently…hoping…

They are oblivious of me and my desirous intention…

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Still I watch…

Still I wait…

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Longing for that one fleeting moment…

They continue their twinkling show…

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Still I wait…

Still I watch…

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Night…

Your playground…

My wishing place…

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΅ 〜 ೋღ Christina ~ ღೋ      〜΅ 

Wipe Away My Tears…

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Wipe Away My Tears...

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Melancholy descends…
Enveloping me…
Past and present collide…
Contemplation in the aftermath…

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Past…present…future…
Coalesce into conflicted confusion…

 I see the light faintly through the black of night…beckoning me to its peace…
I sit…ponder…feel…

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Tumultuous emotions inducing me to feel everything at once…
Happy, despair, joy, hope, fear…
The tears fall unwillingly…
They ignore my plea to stop…
Mirrored images recreate remembrance of every detail I’ve fought so hard to forget…

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Life is fleeting…
In a heartbeat everything changes…

My strength is a façade…a mask worn long enough to convince me of it’s transparent deception…

Please…wipe away my tears…
Be strong for me…

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Let me smile through to my soul…
Let that happiness waiting in the peripheral fill me once again…
Let the sunshine in…

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Enigma…

Each day we face similar choices depending on daily scenario’s. Recently…I have been reminded of how I was feeling a year ago and so with that I present….  ~ 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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  ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜΅ 

Imprint…

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Imprint

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I never thought it could be like this…

I never thought you could imprint so strongly and firmly fixed to me…in me… that I find it hard to think of anything…now that you’re gone…

I’ll always remember how you came to me…how you wove into each facet of my life…with so much happiness and joy…I smile just thinking of yours…

Your laugh…your embrace…the taste of your kiss…memories so vivid and strong they follow me to sleep… where dreams and impossibilities rule…where time and distance do not exist except as a construct to recreate each perfect moment we shared…

Apropos… for you are my dream…a dream I could touch…could revel in for but a brief time before I had to let you go…

With promises…love and a kiss…you were gone…leaving a hole inside me where you dwelt completely…too briefly…

I shall fill myself with each memory…reliving them to cement them inside my heart…my very soul…

Until…

You return to me and once again dance me to the stars…

Once again ignite every wondrous and magical feeling…

Once again tell me I am yours…as you are mine…

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           ೋ  Christina ~ ೋ

Inspiration’s Impetus….

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Imagination's Impetus

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Descending decadently upon me…

At times overwhelming me with insistence…

Filling me with words long forgotten in the depths of my mind…

There they dwell…waiting to be remembered…

Discovered again with joyous exuberance…

Longing to be joined to one another in a form solely mine…

Wholly me…in essence…in words…

Expression of my soul sent out into the world…

Representation of my hopes…my dreams…

Magical machinations continually moving…rearranging…

Birth of my voice in silence…

Imagination’s Impetus awakened…

Fueled by memories…experiences…

Dreams that have and have yet to come…

Their requirements are that their union be unique…

That they get to represent me…

Expressing me in ways I never could…

Until now…

They fight for their ultimate freedom…yearning to roam…to leave me…

Their departure evokes new combinations

unceasingly born and born again…

Be still…

Wait…

Listen…

Feel…

Write…

Only then can I truly be free…

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Prologue’s Promise…

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Embrace

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  Celestial space…a place where thoughts…imagination…ideas… words… prose… and dreams dwell…
Their minds meet mutually in a way neither has known before…..
Instant ignition…
He challenges her…
He encourages her…
Inspires her…
Intrigues her…
Magnetism drawing them closer…
She sees him…
He sees her…
Collision…
He captures her heart…
She captures his…
Each willingly surrendered to the other…
Their souls entwine…

They meet…
He holds her close…
A kiss tells them each more than words can express…
They share everything…
Hearts merge…
Love binds…

Precious moments fill each day with laughter…adventure…shared perfection…
The sands of time flow faster than the rushing river…
He promises her forever…
She desperately wishes to believe him…

Their last embrace with a final kiss…they must let each other go…

She watches him walk toward the plane waiting to take him away…
She turns so he won’t see her tears…

She walks away…with such sadness…

Feeling alone but for all those magical moments that remind her of his love and devotion…

Her love for him growing…evermore…

In the silence of his absence melancholy her new companion…

Hope whispers…
She listens…smiles in remembrance…
His last words fill her mind…

“This is only our prologue…”

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Intoxicating Indulgence…

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Intoxicating Indulgence

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(I dream of you….)

An unfathomable force drawing me insistently to you….

Concupiscence…

My dreams sustain me until you can…

Tumultuous torrent of wonderment coalescing begging indulgence…

Your addicting gaze….

Provocative exhilaration igniting me…

Decadent desires unknown ache to be known…

Each day pulling us closer…

Such is your effect on me….

Your love fills me…

Peaceful waves of serenity caress me…

Perfection of paramount proportions…

Longing…alluring…enticing…

Unceasing extravagant enchantment…

You have imprinted on me….

(I am forever changed…)

I am yours…you are mine…

Only one thing remains….

Intoxicating Indulgence….

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Luminous Knight…

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Luminous Knight

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Decadent daze…

A Soul’s dream

Intrinsically unique…

Unceasing in your power…

Curiously wondrous…

I marvel at you…

Reflections of constellations in your eyes…

Mirrored images of desire…

Bewitching…

Take my hand Love…Hold me close…

Dance me to the edge of this dream and back again…

Your name on my lips as you intoxicate me…

Remembrance resonates…

Magnetizing…

Fascination lights our way from the beginning of this…To the end…

Together…Entwined…

Enrapt in euphoria’s exquisite essence…

Blissful oblivion…

We shall surf the stars…

Rendezvous with celestial captivation…

Sweet surrender to forever…Held in moments of perfection…

Your heart to mine…Mine to yours….

Unceasing brilliance binding me inexorably to you…

Exhilaration permeates as delight evokes devotion to Souls’ completion…

Luminous Knight…

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Desires Dichotomy….

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There was always desire…
A rare connection…
I could feel it when our eyes would meet
Then we had would look away… Unable to hold the intensity of it…
Did you feel it too?
Confusion in desire’s illumination…
You will never know me the way I’ve dreamed of…
I will never be yours…
You will never be mine…
Whether you dreamed of me will remain a mystery…
Now it is too late…
I hope you understand…
I cannot wait any longer…
I waited…but you were never mine…
You know we’re headed separate ways..
We’ll always have one thing…
Desire’s dichotomy…

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