I was a little wild one
He took out all the stars for me whipping them in constellations to be born in existence.
O how elegant the sight of the moon.
I was like a whore walking the streets.
The fearless one;
Not tame
While I walked without reason; cause; name.
I was in love
But I was lost….
Like child in the woods.
And they wonder why I go out to howl at the moon as my eyes water in the moonlight.
You wanted my body;
Never me.
And they wonder why I go out to howl at the moon as my eyes water in the moonlight.
The night was wild like her hair.
But so was she.
For she was night and he was day. He cradled her every time she’d shine with outstretched arms.
For she was like the sea, and he the ocean.
His love was deeper than even the sea.
He was like winter; secluded and too often sure of himself.
She was like Summer where she melted his heart even with the mere thought of her.
He’d sniff her hair until he’d kiss her ruby red lips and kissed her snow white skin uncontrollably to the point where even he had made her tremble in ecstasy.
A wild moan with subtle breaths escaped her every time he kissed her and thrusted his body upon her.
They were inseparable.
The sun was warm like his body.
His kisses were wild like an animal’s.
At age seven you begin questioning sexuality. You see a boy who likes to tease you a lot and you never understand that it was never because he hated you. It was because he fell in love with you. You don’t and will not understand that until you’re thirty.
At eighteen, you fall in love with what you thought you knew love was when in reality it actually isn’t. It’s just a pang that you can never retract from your heart as you watch the man you’re in love with, with a new girl and you can’t stop crying; but the boy who used to tease you ends up comforting you.
At age twenty-nine, you’re almost at the prime of your life, and you’re beginning to think about who it is you should marry because you’re still in college and you’re a very accomplished student sticking to your studies. You realize you’re still in love with the man you fell in love with at eighteen, but someone new; “next best thing” comes in. You feel small but this new man makes you smile and feel brand new but you’d rather settle for less.
You’re thirty-four at the age of your dreams’ accomplishments and you’re ready to get married. You still need to stick with less, but why when you could have so much more? “Move on” you say to yourself, written poetry and letters were all you had sent the last man who made you smile. You know exactly where to find him because he’s the first person to tell you he’s always been in love with you.
Go look for him. Because you only fall in love once and he’s always been there all along.
I did a tarot reading and it told me you loved me, but what is a bunch of cards compared to being closer to you….
It’s almost as if you know me….
Because you make my heart beat in all the right places and fill an empty void in my heart.
I think of you often always and all of the time.
I can’t even imagine a world where you wouldn’t be living.
As long as you’re near me,
I will love you forever and ever.
Gabriel soon became the angel of death and despair looking for a soul who would understand him.
His soulmate was Issachar; goddess of wisdom so Issachar he had looked for….
Knowing that in another life; he had killed an angel just like her.
God felt remorse for him being alone for forever; for eternity, so God smote her out of smokeless fire and rejuvenated her with life.