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Home sick

Curled up in my bed, I am surrounded, By love Curled up in my bed.

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New

Every day is a new year, Celebrate it. We long for each other, Those past, those present and even those we have yet to know. For we are all stardust, We are shadow and light…. We sing and we purr, … Continue reading

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Shadow

The shadow of Her appears, Like water, She slips into the shape of a carefully forged container And beckons me home.

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Tao puppy

You fill my heart, And yet, there is always room. The Tao of pets – Ever full, ever spacious. Love is like that.

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One of these things is….

Sometimes it is impossible to hide who you really are….                                                             … Continue reading

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Smoke and mirrors 

A Silver sprite, Feet so light… Jumped  into my heart tonight… Singing a siren song. I am trying to listen…..

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Ask

Seek and ye shall find, Even if you are hiding….you too shall be found.

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Three 

As I sat drinking my coffee, Before my eyes pass a four footed trinity.

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Revelry

Bugle your truth, And wake me up! With such deep love in your eyes, How can I refuse You anything! ( well,  not my chocolate bar,  I can refuse you that, not out of selfishness, but out of love)

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Breathing fire

Some days I think I am some sort of dragon lady, But really I’m not even a dragon baby. It is so hard not to breathe fire, Even if you are just a really blue bunny…

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