A Love Lost:A Throwback Piece Found

I heard from Love today,
He served me his walking papers,


I thought hearing from him could re knit our severed ties,
For eight years has gone,
So has his loyalty to me,
Now faded into black and white memories,


Didn't know you would eternally take residence with the rebound chick?
Really?
The rebound chick?


Even in absence,
My spirit called forth your spirit,
Out from earthly realms,


Grieving over the heartache,
I caused,
That left you in the hands of the mind doctor,


I was the benefactor of your chastity,
The object of your only desire,
I molded,
Whipped you into shape just for me,
Did you forget I am the guru of your sexual mastery;


Although,
I let you free to explore the concept of who you be,
You never returned until now,
And you bring me evidence of 3 Love child's and a wifey.


Damn you made the rebound chick the wifey,
Really?
The wifey?


Happiness and Jealously evades my emotional space,
For when I held your ring in tote,
This was my destined fate,


But why am I left vexed and jaded,
Well is it because ur parting words cut me deeper than any warrior's sword,
I heard your whisper loud and clear,
 " Ma you are the first and only true LOVE and No one can ever take that away from you"


The irony in that!
I let him go and another snatched him..
Now I understand what it feels like to have a Love lost....

A memories past.....

Woke up with warm thoughts of you,
Went to bed missing your cuddling embrace,
In unison with sweet, full, deep tender kisses,
I lay mummified,
Lost in mind of the why, when, what,where's?
Glad to know your still here

Thoughts of you emanate poetry,
Full of passion,
Decoded notes of love enveloping,
Two spirits trying to find their way,
On a singular path,
A scared journey of life,

Symbolic language exposes my essence,
Innocent nature,
Untainted motives,
The softer side of this stern stare,
You get me,
And
I get you,
Time holds our destined possibilties

A Kiss

The power that emanates as our lips touch,

Releases our souls to do the forbidden dance,

Exploring our primal rhythms...

Gazes captured,

Heart beats stronger,

Butterflies flutter my womb,

Instantly,

At the feel of our pink neutral tones of flesh touching for the first time...

Suspended in time,

Lost,

I'm in an altered state,

I travel in your spirit,

Learning your sacred tongues,

I learn a new love language...

A Kiss,

The feel of your warmth,

Mixed with my peppermint swirl lips,

Delights our oral sensors,

Oh the power of A kiss!...

Blissfully I am a taken back,

By the intensity and hunger of your jaw line balancing with mine in sync,

Stroke by stroke,

Lick by lick...

I've never knew the craving of A Kiss would keep me up at night,

Stalked by the absence of your presence,

 I ache for A Kiss from you...

To Love Thee

To Love Thee...is like a labyrinth,

Intricate in detail,

Compartmentalized,

An adventurous mystery that can jade even the wisest & skillfulest suitor...

To Love Thee...will warm the coldest of hearts,

Sway the most unbending will ,

Give hope in the most obscure conditions...

 

To Love Thee is as vital as I Love me!

I Will Never

I will never get a chance to hold ya gaze,
I will never get a change to engage in a Father/Daughter conversation,
I will never get a chance to hear you utter I Love you,
I will never get a chance to receive words of adoration and affirmation,
I will never get a chance to feel safe in your warm embrace,
I will never get to hear our synchornize heartbeats as you tower over me,
I will never get a chance to hear ya childhood to manhood memories,
I will never get a chance to be given away on my wedding day as I join in an "I Do",
I will never get a chance to rock with you at a father/daughter dance,
I will never get a chance to say bye bye Daddy or hello Papi because now you look low at me from way beyond the skies.


Thoughts of my biological father Tomas Sanchez and step-father Donald Williams of whom I have never met.......I carry the thoughts of your personhood and re-told memories of who you are in my womb...Love you both! ase, ase, ase-o!

Dusting Away the Dust Here

It has been far to long since I have graced this womb space. Negligence is the best choice of word to use for not feeling the need to post or share. I often ponder why the need for such an extreme measure of self-preservation. I knew I needed to come back full circle to me but I am sorry for taking a hiatus. To be honest with myself and those who find value in my blog I allowed self defeating thoughts seep in and tell me that no one cares to read what I have to say. False reality that appeared real...No More of this kind of thought processes.

Nevertheless, today I have declared that I am dusting away the dust here and allowing freedom of thoughts, love, compassion too emanate through posts. I, We all have a story to tell and only we can stop the rendering of our livid experience's.