I want short distance to close love, spontaneous outburst of affection not planned touches or moments, fast reflex amazing flexibility both internally and externally, truth always, no lies, crazy mad love.. the kind that legends are made of,not level headed well thought,yet always coming out right, tThunder I want Storms of flesh under sheets, I want Devine reward for a strength well mastered, I want change as long as it reveals beauty, to cry less, laugh more, long walks, rainbows 🌈 I want money lots of money just to share and not to care leaving all burdens behind, I want to be kind, even when someone has been careless with words and emotional harm, I want to see it my way, I want my way to align with what my God has planned. I want to be strong stand straight learn my best to not hate.
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~I Can Fly~
I am poetry in motion flowing through your mind plowing through your thoughts
I am the idea you had, how it could be however you lacked vision you couldn’t see
The idea died
I am your past yet I live in your future, I live in your dreams yet you still have nightmares, I’m still the angel that comforts you, you’ve just forgot…..I am the face in the crowds…Flowing to the rhythm swaying to the beat, As multitudes stride with me traveling…..I may fall to the ground but like a cat I land on my feet
I am eternal Yet this body I am using will waste with age yet onward I travel to greater things, with angel wings eagles feet I rise……no longer needing the shackles of my old body. I have wings now up and away to the sky I can fly!

~The Struggle~
It’s always some struggle, because there is always some fight.
It’s always a struggle in the day and at night.
Egos at play
Words you can’t say
It makes it easy for our hearts to stray.
I place upon you,
You place upon me
We can never seem to just let it be.
Twisting and turning convoluted
In fashion.
Lacking control and abandoned compassion.
Brutal in truth
Standing your ground
Ominous atmosphere
Thick all around.
Minds that refrain
Lives in constant pain
Lives in the struggle
The never ending strain.
Pitiful characters are what comes to mind.
Knowing the struggle they constantly find.
Not For Reproduction~
Timeless Love~Kismet’s Dance~
I linger in this place far too often,
Entertaining my deep desire.
To share this existence as one being,
Igniting passionate fire.
But years are stacked like a large pile of books waiting to be read, instead forgotten.
We transcend time only to face, the ever reminding calendar,
This overwhelming space…. This gap..
….Tallied up in years,
Unrequited love….
….Captivating fears…..
Age holds no rank in timeless love,
But for some there is regard.
Many won’t understand this love, Sowing strife to make it hard.
Hold fast the image I’ve etched into your mind.
Cross reference your every thought.
Search beyond all reason,
Delving deep within your heart.
The truth be double edged you see,
your need yet unfulfilled.
I linger in this place.
Closing my eyes I see your face,
I linger… As do you.
We linger awaiting yet a chance,
To close our eyes to this life,
To awake in the next life to dance.
My love to dance!
Waltz with me eternally,
Rhythmically Swaying to our song.
Cosmically meeting in each life,
Never to determine just how long.
Awakening in each life meeting by more than just a chance…..
Kismet …. in the next life yet again to dance…. Kismet’s dance.
My love to dance!
Dance my love …….To Dance.

~What’s The Joke?~
What did you say? Laughter bursting
This elated feeling euphoric in style
Transforms emotions into a smile
Bubbly resonance erupts from within
Leaving less of a smile but a shit eating grin
There is a secret I keep a joke so to speak.
If I shared with you then its not mine to keep.
So you’re gonna just have to wonder
that’s all you can do.
Whether the joke is on me or the joke is on you~
Not for Reproduction~
NJM

~Perimeters~
Perimeters~


~Consuming Love~
loves embrace
Be not hidden
Sounds burst
Color
Heart skip’s
Butterfly’s below
Vivid face
Contours and hands
My mind can’t erase
Lingering, wanting…
Own me
Kindred soul
Essence divided
Scattered feelings
Abstract emotion
Claim my hand
Hold my love
Dance eternally
Endure infinitely

Ironic~

~Polluted Mind~
And so it was, this day
Unlike the other, I wake to find
The fowl stench of my mind
Stale and putrid
This place is familiar
A swamp of murky water
Thoughts are draped like Spanish moss suffocating an Oak tree
It Takes hold clutching my thriving soul
Pulling me , pressing
Sinking further, downward
Spiraling awkwardly
Falling……faster
Acutely aware of my condition
But gambling with my life
I throw the dice
Lacking all conviction
Unable to achieve the desired outcome
I will awake between this world
Hinged on each realm
by only one dimension
It’s cold, veiny hand
Will caress my brow
While quietly I resign
Only to awaken yet again
To this polluted state of mind.