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Mirror mirror on the Ceiling,
Explain to me this peculiar feeling
As I gaze into this reflective glass,
I recall the time I Tanned your a**

Towering astride in my leather Gear
The Countess is present she's really here

Strong and formidable kinky too
She's a lot to handle for a guy like you

Mirror mirror on the Ceiling explain to me what you're revealing

This woman I see in the reflection
Is it truly me
Or self-deception

Mirror mirror on the Ceiling
Who's this guy at my feet kneeling

Massaging my toes with frankincenseand & myrrh
Who'd believe this would actually occur

Once a woman oppressed subjugated and demeaned
Now takes flight after being quarantined

Agile winged Crane
Soaring new hights
The released child thrives whilst the flame ignites

Mirror mirror on the Ceiling You now bring comfort and therapeutic healing

I believe you are there,
Somewhere in the endless air,
A presence felt but never seen,
A whisper in the silent dream.

You are the gentle touch of breeze,
That rustles through the autumn trees,
The warmth of sun upon my face,
A reminder of your sweet embrace.

I sense you in the morning light,
As birdsong greets the dawning bright,
And in the starry, starry night,
Where constellations gleam with light.

As a kid I get exited whenever I get the news from my parent that we are going on a vacation or any trip that will lead to exploring the galaxy and the restless race of traveler’s heart before the journey begins, when anxiety and anticipation are tangled together; the nervous feeling before undertaking a journey always hit me like never before. Growing up, I still feel hunted and engage with the same nightmare and restless race of how my journey will end up.
The joy of being able to say “to hell with it” pave way to an intense and irresistible desire for freedom listening to directions and then walking off and promptly learning how to heal as I advance in age.
I realize the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it whether through envy or pity or simple foreignness which allows it to drift away from the rest of your life story, until the memory itself feels out of place, almost mythical, wandering restlessly in the fog, no longer even looking for a place to land.
I guess this is just me having another nightmare that will always hunt me as long as I have breathe in my lungs... Don't be scared to dream because that's the time you feel human...

I hope I didn't waste your time???
Be free to let us know your trip anxiety.

LOVE ISLAND

Beyond my reach to this love island
I castaway my dreams of capture,
To a forgotten place.
No one live on Love island
Except the shadows of dreams
Like a mirror glaring up at the sun.
It cracks the blue sapphire waves.
Beyond my reach
Like turquoise in the glistening sun.
I.feel the heat about to burst open.
To heal my broken ??.heart.
Before I wake up
To start again another dream of being captured to heal my ruthless ?? heart.

When you lose your shadow
And forget your dreams
When you step barefoot
On a lego piece
Or mistake shampoo
For a mouthwash rinse
And then blow out bubbles
Not being able to breathe
When it feels like your world
Is falling apart
From the man-made drama
And darts in your heart
Then you know you are tired
And just need a break
To restore your balance
And get your shadow back

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The winds that howl in my ear

Oh do not slay me in my sins

My mother says be calm my dear

It's no good for my fear begins

 

The winds are now extremely strong

Over the town the dark nights lay

Oh I doubt I'll live for very long

Oh save me! Stop the winds I pray

 

We tried to keep our strength and power

It was not possible to keep our balance

We struggled towards the old grey tower

The winds seemed to have many talents

 

It tossed us here and there

I'd never felt so depressed before

It tossed us high up in the air

We came down with a smack against the floor

 

My mother lay silently there

The winds were satisfied for what they had done

They didn't know how much I cared

But now the war had just begun

 

I stood up in the mighty winds

I asked " why take it out on my mother?"

I said, " It was me who had sinned"

And my older brother

 

The winds roared out " I know my child"

"But it wouldn't have ment much to you dying"

The winds suddenly stopped from being wild

I lent over my mother and burst out crying

 

I could not let her die on her own

I pulled out my knife from my pocket

I saw the God upon His thrown

I plunged it into His heart socket

 

Before He died He said He was a friend

Darkness fell it was so silent

I knew the world was at an end

It was because of me, I was so violent

 

I had killed the Almighty God

If only I had done what He had said

The world would not be a piece of sod

And the people would not be dead


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Windows into rooms doors within doors broken hearts lay across the floors....

Distant love we yearn no more all the locks are gone from the doors...

Climate change but nothing changes within your veins.....

The dawn rises in the gorillas mist shall we beat our chests again....

This is nothing more then written shite i can do these with no sight....

(Interesting)

Here's something else the earths controlled by lizards.....

for fells I promised you a poem

you may think me
a fiery dragon of yore
some called me royal
others say I was a knight

Be this as it may
If the truth is told
of where it all began
it was when druids
claimed me their own

and thus I was born
from mists of myths
I am purple pendragon
also known as King Arthur

This man can be so gentle, loving and forgiving. If you're on his side then walk with pride, he'll make your life worth living.

Turn on him and he will grin and slowly start to change, into the bear who doesn't care so then stay out of range.

He will attack from front or back, this is a bear to fear. If you like your life and want no strife I advise you don't go near.

His speed is quick, his fur is slick, he'll attack you when he can. He'll hunt you down and come around, he doesn't need a plan.

Please don't let him catch you, he'll go straight for your neck. He'll put his paws around it and soon have you on the deck.

His claws come out, no time to shout, it's time to shake and shiver. He'll dig claws in and start to grin as he tears out your liver.

He can attack from front or back so always look around, because you may not see or hear him until you hit the ground.

So all I'll say is if you're in his way then be careful to think twice. Beware the bear that doesn't care and be with the man that's nice.

AThumb swipped slowly over red painted lips,
smudged lipstick and parted lips, soft sighs floating to his ears, eyes closed and tears falling softly down cheeks that are a pale pink, to scared to open her eyes.

she knows when she opens her eyes he will not be there because he is not real and never will be, from now she will hold him in her dreams and not expect more.

She turns over and hugs the pillow and as morning comes the real world closes in and she knows he will be lost untill the moon shows her face again and she can again believe in a dream.