the storms of venus

patience. patience triumphs every ill. for in time, all things must pass.

think for a long while before you speak. this is what i have learned.

darling, the clouds are beautiful to watch. but you can't cling to them. people are the same.

darling, people are like stars. they shine as they pass. they come and they go.

when your enemies attempt to destroy you smile at them. forgive them. offer them kindness and hospitality. and the hurt that they intended to lay upon you will be weighed upon themselves ten times greater in the form of guilt and regret.

lets get this clear. some people do not need a life partner. some people are content by themselves. some people do not enjoy sex they do not have physical needs. they are completely self sufficient within themselves.

but these people often do not realize this until they get into relationships and realize, this is just something that they have been told to want.

forgiveness

you need to forgive and let go.

holding on to your offense caused

by the actions of another.

builds walls around you.

it separates us and divides us when we need union.

forgive others, forgive yourself, then let go.

life is too short to be lived on an island.

hot tide

i can hear them a'coming she sends her dogs rabid at the mouth ready to bite for king and queen those dogs of young blood are a'coming. rabid raging dogs, stopped with a command or a little few words maybe a nod on how to live and let live or to make aware and point out all she makes them give.

kicking the hornets nest

O the thrill' the pumping of iron to take one foot with heft and courage right into the face of the devil the hornets nest. and then to run like mad toward safety. to peak from the shadows and to reach out an arm for a sting or two.

Auburn & Red.

i hold a pain in my stomach but this pain is not mine.

the phoenix spreads its wings of glory – glowing in auburn and red. there will be no more stories from this pain i have led. the pain softens by the day my friend told me and its true.

for this pain i hold is not mine it belongs to you. here – i return it, i return it. no late fees, no charges please. find it waiting in your vodka or wine this pain i hold it is yours not mine.

the shirt was pulled like the night O’ slow.

she held my hand and said “can i take off your shirt?”. and i said “yeah, but you'll see me”. and she said:

“i want to see you.”

the shirt was pulled like the night O’ slow- thrown to the wind, by the hands that know.

she held me – skin on skin. The trees outside grasped blackness, stars and
crimson roof tiles. Her brown eyes hold The rose Her breath The star.