Wading through the mistAn evaporating substanceTurning to see you, squinting as if it will make it easierParts hidden, parts exposed Gleefully hopping over the wavesSoaking our clothesReaching my hand behind to grab yoursTrailing behind, observing Can we slow time?Or is it still passing despite the moments treasuredImmersing ourselves knee deepMist finely coating us And will … Continue reading Wading
Word Vomit #1
Heart strings. Confusion. Winging it. Follow through. Faith. Openness. Communication. Who you are. Hope. Expansion. Smiles. Boundaries. Individuality. Beauty. Looking forward. Enjoying the Now. Magnetism. What I know. Slow. Doorstep. Threshold. Whole. Compartmentalization. Your voice. Joy. Laughter. Faith, again. It's crazy how I can miss something that is with me, always. Hours on end still … Continue reading Word Vomit #1
Summers
Intoxicating SummersRevealing the raw substance of desiresThe sun warming us to the CoreUntil we're aching to run ahead As if our hearts have outgrown our chestsLet me connectLean on you in an all-consuming laughterJoy bursting forth The simplicity of what isBeing the only requirement for this moment Let the wind sway usConspiring in our mischiefChilling … Continue reading Summers
Flowing to Free
From an early age I gravitated towards structureI thrived within the rulesLearned to meet expectationsMade friends with authorityEven shared and taught to stay within the "artistic" lines I never fancied myself a visual artist because I was unable to replicate what I sawJudged myself when I didn't see perfection in the mirrorWas self conscious because … Continue reading Flowing to Free
Assumptions of Another
It's amusing how assumptions of Another can allow you to falsely attach yourself to themAnd how does the Other break this illusion? Would they want to?If it paints them in a better lightOr influences you to make a connection And it will eventually be revealedSoftly, or as a hammerAs the other needs to reveal their … Continue reading Assumptions of Another
Enough is a Fine Line
When you spend a lifetime making loveThen breaking loveJudging yourselfOr judging the one you're withWhen are you Enough?And when are they Enough?Without that dreaded Settling... The feeling of aching for love can be addictingAnd breaking at the same timeAnd only works if you're falling in love with the same person day after dayIs that so … Continue reading Enough is a Fine Line
What I Would Love…
I would love for the sense of urgency to dissipateSo that I may walk at ease for just a little while For what I need to be a priority for myselfSo that the anxiety that lives in my neck can breathe just a bit more Each step is another reach towards thisYet can be a … Continue reading What I Would Love…
Bringing Back the Peace
With so many things to do, people to see, expectations to fulfill - I often get caught up in the whirlwind of activity. The days just fly by and, when I look back, wonder what I did with all of that time. I get excited, and then drained, and then resentful, and then just plain … Continue reading Bringing Back the Peace
Morning Walks
I watched as they strolled in the chill airStruggling to connectAnd I wanted to do the sameAn uncomfortable Yet welcoming air filling the voidSo I did The air was even chillier than I expected, quickening my pace, so I focused on my warm cup of coffee. I don't often have coffee first thing in the … Continue reading Morning Walks
I am not…
I am not a writerBut I love to write To make connectionsin lifebetween lettersand lines I am not an educatorBut I love to make you think To open a door previously unapproachedTo questionTo troubleshootTo search To Travel In your mindOver land or seaTo the person next to youTo the person you are to Become. [Originally … Continue reading I am not…
by Rine Aylar 