Posts Tagged ‘Poem’

When your body says yes,

but your brain says no,

listen to your heart.

If your mouth says yes,

but your heart says no

listen to your heart.

If your heart says yes,

your body will follow.

Follow your heart.

It cannot rationalize.

It doesn’t reason,

and is heedless

of excuses.

Your heart will give you strength

when your body is weak.

Your heart does not need to fear.

Follow your heart.

If your heart says no,

trust your feelings.

The heart understands

what the mind

can never comprehend.

Trust your heart

to be your compass.

Your heart knows the way

even when your brain gets lost.

Be good to your heart.

Your Heart Loves You

even when it seems

like no one else does.

Your heart will teach you

how to love yourself

in order to be able

to love another

completely and unselfishly

and without reservation.

When you Love Yourself

the others will follow.

Trust your heart.

Listen to your heart.

Follow your heart.

Every time it breaks

it gets a little bigger,

and gets a little stronger,

and you become more fearless.

Open up your heart.

Your heart will set you free.

If your heart says Yes….

Follow your heart

Always.

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The One Seeking Him

Re-Blogged:

http://themaskoftheghostwriter.wordpress.com/2013/07/27/the-one-seeking-him/

I Reach Out to Touch You

Reblogged From: Dreamlanddancing.wordress.com

Hand Reaching Out

My words reach out to touch you
in places
No flesh can ever penetrate.

My heart sings songs
whose notes seek
the most moist and pink
recesses of your soul.

My passions fly to you
on wings of every kind,
Fashioned of whimsy
and gentle affection
to hover high above you,
awaiting their moment, to
impale themselves deeply
into the most inaccessible crevices
of your Mind,
furrowing ever deeper
ever wetter, seeking
the origin of your
hidden desires,
dripping nectar of WonderLust
and oil of Onan.

That my words inquisitively violate
your ears like my fingers
tickling your lobes
As I feel the lips of your brain
wrap themselves around
me.

Searching for that
Sweet Spot…
Deep inside
Your Psyche.
In a Place before Words.
Before Ideas.
Before Thought.
Just This,
Only This.

Our Hearts Touch.
Our spirits mingle
and explore each other
like children playing Doctor.

Wherever we can hide.
Whenever we can steal the time.
When we are apart

I go to those secret places
we’ve known.
Those affectionately curious
dirty places that know not of shame,
or guilt, or Sin or Regret.

http://dreamlanddancing.wordpress.com/2013/06/09/i-reach-out-to-touch-you/