Lady Raven- Jessica Galbreth |
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Belladonna - Jessica Galbreth |
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the journey home, part 1 |
Wednesday, March 21, 2007 |
part 1: the calling
mystic creature of night sky, your soul cried calling to side the love of lifetimes. in dawning breaking free from hibernation, i woke to your song. out of blue skies, you fell at my feet, outstretched, your tune perfectly transcribed in my mind. you wrote melodies in my name, passing butterflies and fireflies for a darker shimmer of wing. in breathless speech i was called, whispered to distant lullaby chords, syllabic rituals feigning sheep to align the meeting of our tongues. upon horizons, the world awaited our hyphenated concentric dances |
posted by the Raven @ 5:52 PM |
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touchless |
Sunday, March 18, 2007 |
don't touch me, i'm right here craving you...tingles on insides matched by desire undone. laughing in deep, orgasmic breath. don't touch me, just be with me, be near me, beside me... but don't touch me, in fact, i want you to just stay still as i kiss you softly. pay close attention to the way my lips feel against yours, stay still when i wrap my fingers in the small of your back, lay my head upon your chest, i want to hear your every heart beat... stay still as i caress away fear and pain and tribulations at the end of each day wake you each morning with kisses. stay still, we sit in silence together with candles lit and Nag Champa looming through the air, breathing deeply as the sun rises, and again as it sets don't touch me, just come home to me, every evening, curl up with me and be the warmth i seek, the fire burning. don't touch me, i crave your affection but i need only your perfection within me...you are my divinity, divine love indeed. without hesitation, without reservation, let me breathe your beauty. take you as my own and nurture the vessel you embody. this synergistic connection slightly overwhelming but dancing gypsies know the song of the siren nomadic hippies know the beat of the kettle drum they entwine themselves in the rich chords entranced by metaphysical clarity. don't touch me, i'm right here...waiting to enter |
posted by the Raven @ 1:05 PM |
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you make me hungry |
Saturday, March 10, 2007 |
your lips brush my soul as they slide across my navel, unpiercing years of waiting, of wanting
it's sixty degrees but it could be zero and i'd still sit here in a tank top warmed by the heat you create in me
you are the milkman they've been looking for you all morning can't wait for you to come. you open flood gates and breathe life into them beyond stars limitless in night-sky horizons you send them to planetary school
where do you end and where do i begin, the lines blur together as we consecrate our love blending the "i" with the "you" ... there is only one ... holy ... unified divinity
sanctify my body with kisses adorn me with chocolate dripping i feel your breath heavy close to my skin the heat of your mouth tasting my body's arch meeting you with a n t i c i p a t i o n
you are famished, devouring every sip you can take in from head ... to toe every last inch . . . drink me, i shall be the nourishment you need come inside and feed from my desire
we cultivate harmony, our perfect unison mesmerizing heated tongues for singing you sing me ... speechless
my lips your mouth my teeth your ear
((nibbling))
there's more than one way to eat
you make me hungry for more |
posted by the Raven @ 1:04 PM |
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process.e.s. |
Thursday, March 01, 2007 |
i. copper wiring under sheet-rocked glass, i am sizzling, unkindled in the absence of your smile. this anger burning me, blending my will to survive. impeccably timed you radiate through the depths of my mind.
ii. under-nourished, i require sustenance. fill me to brinking, i feed on bloodlines. sink my teeth into your livelihood so i may grow. i shall return the favor when i am whole...
iii. fallen ... mangled ... laced with intoxicating chemicals exhaled by culprit lungs. strung out on bipolar planes of sacrificial offerings. i offer up my heart in exchange for another dose of you. i fall deeper into the grips of your drug
iv. the thought of forever, reality or fiction? where were you all this time i searched my heart, my spirit guides and was told to wait, patiently pretenders passing by in nightwind trick my treated soul and lead me to self-loathing
((it's hard to grow when you are stuck in karmic patterns. my life on repeat ... again…))
strangers institutionalize my multiple personas. i need these others for functional tranquility
((am i sane?))
v. i dance under bridges, paralyzed by gradients grading my master of will. i am free
((but am i happy...))
vi. i come down again to discover any Earthly creatures who have risen to this level searching, i soar through stages changing, waiting to see shape-shifted, you brush by me, mercilessly, catching my wind, throwing me from my course of flight.
((where did you come from, anyway))
side-swept, i turn to you, i turn in two ... l.i.f.e. with past behind, i turn poems to the sky catch a glimpse of forever in your eyes melted, mended, my wind returned. my breath, taken ......... |
posted by the Raven @ 1:03 PM |
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Name: the Raven
Home: Lost in Illusion
About Me: wanderer, seeker, free-spirit; i defy convention, am a motivator of free thinking and deep self exploration; i help others ponder reality and society; i inspire, intrigue, excite...bring others into my self and release them as stronger, more colorful creatures.
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