Wild Ride

 It is crazy how after over a decade of knowing and loving a person, they can become a stranger overnight.

It is one hell of a wild ride, 

They no longer act like the person you believed them to be, and this requires a protection of your heart and soul. 

You must learn to let go of the idea of "protecting them," and embrace the idea of protecting yourself. 

When it comes down to your mental health, your feelings, your emotions, your well-being versus their; always choose your own. They will find their way, and you no longer owe them your kindness, your gentle heart, your care and your protection. 

I'm not saying actively try to hurt them, at all. I'm saying, there will be moments where a decision will either hurt your heart, or theirs. It is OK to choose yourself. There is no perfect world where some decisions will be at peace with both parties. Put yourself first.

When somebody's true colors shine through, believe them. Not the 100th time, but the first time. It may be hard, but it will save you from years of turmoil and repeated heartbreak. 

Take accountability,  where accountability is due, and do it radically. I am not perfect, you are not perfect- and neither of us fully owned that, until the bitter end.

As much as this all pains me, I know that I will heal in time. I know that you will heal in time... it is wild to me that so much is hitting me now, but I will disect and work through it. 

Wishing you a world of peace, love, adventure and joy.

-G

Darkness is Her Name

 I catch myself teetering the edge of my highest self, and the sadistic parts of me. 

I crave the love and peace that I'm capable of giving and receiving...while simultaneously staying thirsty for sin. 

Craving chaos and peace, Darkness teases me, as she drunkenly slips into my psyche.

Hello beautiful, old, friend. I hear you calling me- your magnetic pull becomes harder to resist. 

How could I be so in love with an idea that seems nearly impossible?

Aligning each angle and star just right...

I dare not give it a real chance...

Simply because the echo is silence.

So, instead, I chose a love so easy, so pure... a path so fairytale-like.

I wait for the glass slipper to drop,

And if it does, I'll pick up my trusty leather boots to dance in the chaos of an impossible dream once again.

Anticipation

 "Now what?"

A playful tone dances as words escape lips,

Smirks can be seen in the dimly lit and tucked away bar. 

We know where the night is headed, 

Bodies buzz with anticipation. 

Nineteenth Floor

 Your kiss tastes like honey, 

Smooth and sweet, lingering in between each breath,

Take my hand, let me show the world the beauty that is You.

City lights flicker below,

Like fireflies dancing in the warm, summer heat.

Press your body against mine, as loving eyes look on. 

Hands pressed against glass, arched backs.

My fingers delicately trace your lips, my eyes take you in, 

A masterpiece.

The dark, night sky behind you outlines your perfect silhouette.

The moon peaks over your shoulder, teasing and pleased.

Let me kiss each inch of you from head to toe, 

The moon can watch too,

If she so please

The stars watch eagerly, a timeless moment captured.

Forever ingrained into the vibration of the galaxy.

My hands gripping your ass, as you can't help but move your hips. 

You want me,

And I, you.

I get on my knees, to worship you in the ways you deserve. 

A goddess in her own right,

Taking me to church.

Let me take you higher, than these nineteen floors,

Let me show you the universe in ways you've never seen it before.

Relax, take a breath, take it in.

The view from up here is breathtaking, 

But the view in front of me, pure perfection. 

Take my hand,

We're not finished yet.

Let's go rogue, 

Make a mess,

And say "Fuck it" to everything outside of these four walls.

Cassiopeia Delusions

 Floating, detaching from my physical being, to simply go wherever your soul will take me.

Which realm will we explore tonight? 

Will we get lost in the vast galaxies of our angelic ancestors?

Maybe dance among the many moons?

They say our heads are in the clouds, but I'm not ready to have my feet back on the ground. 

Let's watch the sun set, behind the moon, while eating popcorn on Mars.

Catch a comet, with our bare hands, and keep it in a jar. 

Can you see the shimmering lights, from the cities on the planet we call Home?

How they sparkle like stardust, 

A mirage of the unknown.

Let's befriend the Sirians, I bet we'd learn a thing or two,

Maybe drink some galaxies, buzzing on their mysteries

Would you get lost with me in a black hole, only to discover we were right where we were supposed to be?

I'd explore the constellations, jumping from Orien's belt with you...taking your hand, and kissing you hard the second we'd land on Cassiopeia.

But you ground me, take me back, to Earth 

Pull me down into your bed, and hold me tight,

As the moon shines through your bedroom window, 

Telling me it was all just a dream...

But I smile, knowing it was a memory.

Ink

Dip me into your ink well,

And spill me onto your pages.

Paint your fantasies with each gentle stroke;

Slowly and delicately trace the memories we've created, and outline the ones we've yet to make.

Pour my gaze into your story and taste my kiss, as you ponder your quill's next move. 

Will you turn the page to continue this captivating dance?

I just beg you, 

Don't close the book. 

Feel my soft spaces between your pages. 

Entangle yourself in the story to come 

Endless Night

 Every night,

Spent with You,

I grasp onto,

Like quicksand,

Slipping through my fingers.

The end of the world, or the beginning of time?

I can't decipher, which timeline is mine.

But the feeling's the same,

I don't want to drift,

For tomorrow is never promised.

So trap me here,

In  this pleasant despair,

Hanging onto words that fall from thin air.

Tie me down by my bones,

I'll accept the unknown,

If each night can last until it's just us alone-

I'll whisper and moan,

Hips winding,

Mind thrown.

Where does the night end,

The veil never shown.