Princess Loves Bunny

You’re the man who my heart desires
The flame that lights my fire
You are the Eros to my Psyche
My souls twin flame
I want to be your Queen
And you be my Man
My heart you have won
Look deep and read the many words upon my soul
I am ready-
Rocket man light my heart on fire
Melt me
Come on in
My breath you’ve taken
Rendered me speechless
Fill me with your kisses
I drink from your cup
Our love we share
We become one


How I miss him
No words come to mind
Just going with the flow
Life is so kind
Nobody knows me except for one
Time and dimensions have separated and now together once more
Remember with me
To become one once more
Feel our hearts beat as one
Our breath as one
Melt into each other
A beautiful flame
No color like this
Fiery bright and cold steel blue
Feel my energy
I miss you


Beautiful Mess

You wait and wait
It seems a lifetime
Lovers come and yet they go
Where’s the One who’s stayin?
Am I too picky?
Have I been alone for far too long-
Am I too selfish to share with another or too hard headed like my daddy?
Who is gonna love such a mess?
A beautiful mess?
Yes. Yes.
No more no less
And just when I don’t think I can-
I open up and allow myself to fall.


Just keepin on livin

I’m really not into playing games
If you love and care
Then you show that
You say that
If two people are independently whole
And have their own interests
And maintain individuality
While loving and letting another person be exactly who they were meant to be then that is truly love
And anything the contrary is madness
To not be free and allow another freedom
Freedom to be
To express who they are
Now that is livin

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You’re the Man for whom my soul has searched
The One my lips have yearned
And the One for whom my Soul does burn.
Like flames in blocks of ice
I want to melt your Heart
Thirst for My Love
A fountain that bubbles over
And never runs dry
Look into my eyes
Feel me
You take My Breath away!


The Invitation – Oriah Mountain Dreamer, Indian Elder

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for,
And if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love,
For your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow,
If you have been opened by life’s betrayals or
Have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own;
If you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you
To the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful,
Be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you’re telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself,
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.

I want to know if you can see beauty
Even when it is not pretty every day,
And if you can source your life from God’s presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine,
And still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have,
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,
Weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you are, how you came here,
I want to know if you will stand in the center of the Fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away,
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, And if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments…