We bloom for ourselves
And for each other
Ruby red hibiscus flowers in the sweet heat of summer
The sky rains petals and drips a sunset of magenta creamsicle passion.
In moments like this, the world does not exist
All the frantic doing and spinning wheels of busy fade away
There is only the music we make together...
i realize my heart is not broken
it's simply the tenacious chaos
of my life
can i surrender to this?
I am expression, in all those ways that make no sense, because they don’t need to.
I am this roar. This whisper. This falling teardrop that becomes silver, tarnished, transmuted blessed by letting myself feel...
Recycle that pain, it's energy.
Make it into
Art. Life. Love.
Smoldering hot truth.
This is your purpose...
I am utterly torn---because part of me wishes to be utterly unmasked forever. To be soul-naked absolutely all the time. But part of me wishes to cover up a little bit. For more privacy...
I come home to the home of your arms
To the swelling trust that exists between us.
My voice is small, a faint whisper:
"I need you.
Can I lean on you?"
And I cry.
That pain isn’t in this moment, love.
This moment is
But I know.
I know how those old vines of painful memories swing at your shoulders still.
They’re heavy and covered in dust.
They speak loudly of tragedies and never feeling good enough.
Hold them gently...
Is terribly disappointing sometimes.
Shouldn’t I be louder, wilder, more impressive?
I wish to,
I used to don a mask of all these things.
I tried to sparkle in so many ways that were not true.
But they all burned to the ground in the fury of truth and the harsh fires of reality.
All I have now
Is the nakedness of my heart
And my truth
And these tears in my eyes
And these poems spawned in the palms of my hand...
I took the leap of a lifetime
In your arms.
You were leaping, too
We were both scared shitless
Screaming at the top of our lungs
Afraid no one would hear us.
We heard each other...
For I am hungry for you, downright ravenous---and I am not afraid to show it.
I am not afraid to show just how this love has me tangled up in the most delicious way.
I receive you with wide open arms.
For you fill the aching places in me that I cannot fill myself.
You are an ineffable river, an ever-flowing stream...
DESIGN + DEVELOPMENT BY KELLI M FISCHER