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…

Each Moment…~

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΅〜  ೋ  ೋ 〜΅

“All words are pegs to hang ideas on.” 

Henry Ward Beecher ~

 

╰⊰✿ I was supposed to be writing more often. I promised myself a minimum of how often I hoped to post…having not met that minimum I am now here because I also have a new motto I’m trying to live by. A motto I’d like to share with you as well…

“Each moment is a perfectly contained capsule of life. Each moment is the only one we can life in, the only one we have control over. The past moments are gone. The future moments are not here yet. What we have is only this very moment. Meaning…we can choose each new moment to change that which we don’t like, enjoy that which we do, and know that each one of these moments are precious pearls strung together to make a life. Our life.”

And right this very moment I get to share that with you, as you read this…as I write this. We are, for a brief few minutes connected in time. It’s really a rather staggering and mind-blowing concept to contemplate. All that to say that it’s okay I’ve not written, because I have chosen right now to write. I have many thoughts I wish to share with you about the epic nature of our modern ability to connect with others around the world. I’ve experienced it here with you in blog format, on my Facebook Page as mentioned before, and also on Twitter–which is new to me. Well, not new…per se…I’ve had a Twitter account for some time, but in taking time each day to connect…just to say good morning or ‘hey look at my crazy dog’, share a meaningful quote, or whatever quick little thing(s) throughout the day one wishes to share, Twitter is the format for it.

I know some don’t care for it and others use it for entirely different purposes. I’m just along for the ride and happily call it ‘research’. I adore the connections I’ve made so far and look forward to many more. I’ve shared the love of the reading, of words, of coffee, of writing. I have connected with those who are practicing the craft of writing, those who are writing books, those who have books published, those who would rather just read books and more. Some who just love the idea of an instant connection ‘in a moment’ with someone.she reads to nourish

All this goes with my rapidly growing voracious appetite for words. How people use them. How they are interpreted. How social media, books, everything written is assimilated, sought after, shared. I find it absolutely fascinating and am just so honored to be part of it. Honored that some would be interested in my words…in what I have to say…to share. Beyond honored that they would take the time to tell me exactly how my words, my poems, have affected them.

So, in a moment we can change our lives, or life can change it for us. Both for good and bad. In most cases, we have the choice to pilot our moments in the directions of our dreams…if we only would choose to.

 

Until next time… ✿⊱╮

 

΅〜  ೋ  ೋ 〜΅

     ΅〜 ೋ  Christina〜  ೋ 〜΅

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P.S.  As you may have noticed I am currently…tweaking the layout, it’s still not quite what I’ve envisioned. However, I do very much appreciate you’re awesomeness while I continue to get it sorted. And hey…have an amazingly incredible day/night! ♥ xx~

 

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…
~

΅〜 ೋ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

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…

 ΅〜 〜΅

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

΅〜 〜΅

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…

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅  

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

΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ      〜΅

    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜΅

All You Wish For…

 

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΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅

I can be all you wish for…all you need…
I can recreate myself into your most sought after desires…
I can fulfill you in ways others cannot…
In ways others have never been able to before…
I can make you feel so loved, so longed for…so desired…

΅〜〜΅ 

I can become your dream…
Your muse…
I can inspire you in ways hitherto unknown…
I can make you feel like a King…
I can love you with all that I am… 

΅〜〜΅ 

How I can do this?  
Because I am a woman… 

΅〜〜΅ 

We all possess these attributes and so much more…
If we will but allow love to permeate us… 
There is one caveat…to this we do for you…

΅〜〜΅ 

We must be so loved in return…

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅

 Even more…
We must be willing to risk it all…
For love…

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅

       ΅〜 ೋ  Christina〜  ೋ 〜΅

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Gorgeous Photo by LadyDarkRaven 〜

The Place You Cannot Go…

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The place you cannot go….

It is buried deep within….

Safely hidden from all external forces….

It is where my heart resides locked up tight….

΅〜 〜΅ 

I think of it often….

When hurtful words, actions, and circumstance permeate me….

Irregardless of their intent….they hurt….more than I can endure….

Inducing remembrance of why I wear my façade….

΅〜 〜΅ 

As my soul sinks deeper within its faux protection…

There can be no hurt, no pain, no disenchantment….

Impenetrable, as only I hold the key….

΅〜 〜΅

If I let you in, where you would wish to be….

The internal torment becomes unbearable with any action contrary to that which you wish to project….

Speak to me of love….whisper words of comfort…seek my trust….

All for not….for I will not let you in…

To potentially risk that which I have struggled…fought…

conquered with sheer determination….

The inception for this place of protection….

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅

All I am….

The sanctuary of my essence….

Subsumed in the place you cannot go….

~

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ     〜΅

       ΅〜 ೋ  Christina〜  ೋ 〜΅

Image by Night_Dwellers_by_emptyidentityentity deviantart