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Poetry I stand outside myself The "I" who is the Observer Passing attractions and aversions Sometimes so very subtle Not paying att..

I sit in the corner of the room Up on the ceiling Cross legged watching myself Observing my mind As it is in constant distraction picturing..

Take me when I am wild In leather boots and spikes Take me in my evening gown Hair up high upon my crown And diamonds on my neck around The..

A snapshot of your face Caught while you were in motion Now held in perfect stillness Every line on your face showing something that once Pass..

Thank you For doing what I was too commited to do Thank you For setting me free from you Thank you For removing obstacles that I refused to see ..

I sent you a vision And you came and lit my darkness Through my mind's eyes I met you On the holy mountainside When I opened my eyes You ..

Poetry Henna on her long fingers Beads running from wrist up to the delicate hand She walked into the chamber Prepared to meet her man Bras..

There is nothing between us No space or time Now walls or veils I walk into your arms I step into you through your eyes As our bodies become ..

Watching you wander Across the mountains Into other lands Intrigued by beautiful objects Your fascinated mind As always watching the colors..