Soul, mine or yours

~ Soul, mine or yours ~ My soul wants to experience the adventure of being human, feel everything and be able to write poetry from depth of heart. Paint with brush of my heart and dance naked on ocean waves. My soul wants to experience others, have no judgment and opinion on how another pair…

The lover has returned

Leaving old feels hard, accepting new is even harder. Your mind is a trickster, stealing the precious time, keep you in distance, never arriving, never leaving. It is exhausting, the fear of getting it wrong, to be not good enough, or worthy of what life does promise. You want love, so isn’t the time to…

To you ~

There is a song in my heart, Flower of our lovemaking, Reaching out. Into stars.  I risked everything  For a moment  Gazing into your eyes, Touch your skin With fire of my belly  And hunger of my lips. My heart hurting opens up Your ethereal touch. My voice is gone, Walls are broken, The secret…

Pleasure of a Hermit

Fell in love with the first touch of sun, The joy of not knowing of your warmth,  mystery of opening up  to born out of the cold nights of winter.  Rays of light came down on my face, And thirst for a new day visited the city of my heart. The hermit opened her mouth…

Dark Lord, my groom 

What shines Is you Inside the Moon. What love Is you Inside my heart. Yes, yesI heard your silence I am you bride, Here, All I am transparent white Dark Ivory All yours. Yes, yes, My heart is full of moonlight Bon fire falls Over centuries of dark nights. Concluded thousand lives In one moment…

Life in shadow, deeper into heart

​One of those days, that patterns coming to surface and there is nowhere to hide, run away from deep wounds and self sabotage. So, let slow down, talk to a heart friend, shed and cry as long as it is,required and own the shame and pain. And sink deep into self love, include myself in…

This is Autumn

We met over a conversation. Pairs of eyes and a new silver day, Fruits and piece of bread. We waited to pay our bills While orange leaves fell into gravity of time. I didn’t want our gaze to end. It was more than words and speech, hundred flowers grew and died, between change of the…