What would happen if purpose was gone? What would happen if there was no choice? What would happen if isolation wasn't healing? What would happen if I could no longer touch you?... I am not afraid of death, but just that small thought, is the closest thing to it.
Finally. All the flowers growing around me the little sparkles allowed to gleam and the beauty of tenderness, the most precious form of love, comforting me. How come I was so blind, how come I couldn't see? I am that Mountain, Mighty and Lush. They came to me attracted by magnificence they could not handle.… Continue reading Free, Deep and True
I remember who I am, right now, in this fresh morning. The heart racing, the dreams awakening, music, life, a thrill for loving and for wanting more to give it all, in an infinite throbbing loop of colours. I want to stay here forever. But... What is this swirling pain in my chest, though? Why… Continue reading I remember
We are all lost. You are the only believer of your own lies, I know too well but I'm not the one to condemn. I just observe, in the grief I allow. We are all lost. We are all the same. We are the mirror and the face in it. We are our pain and… Continue reading Destroyer
Turn down the mind, kindle the heart, for tonight the flames ignite, bursting in millions of stars. I pulsate in the shapes of my flares, my eyes flecked with sparks, my bosom filled with rapture, my womb burning in desire. I am a princess of fire.
He came yesterday, after twenty years, to say: "Sorry, I wasn't brave enough". We become older, not only in our skin, but in our core. Not because of age, but because of all the heartbreaks that unpainted its candor. As the heart wanes, so does the glow, hopes and dreams. Beauty fades, as it does… Continue reading Beauty fades
The rain, splattering excitedly on the window pane. Its murmur soothes my pain, each drop falling at its own time, some rushed, some withholding, others sliding down peacefully. Like me, as I now close my eyes to sleep. Everything is as it should. Nothing to be about to. Nothing to oblige. All allowing, all letting,… Continue reading The Rain