dreams musings of aglowing peaceODUST
sleepy time auto typing. 7 5 08 11 11 pmSun, July 6, 2008 - 2:10 AM
with the imagining of itself to brightly illuminate..and project LoVe
sometimes she forgets and burns it all up..
she keeps those around her warm
conduit of fire energy....
by its very nature heats it up..
dancing flame moves to the music and the suddle nuancles
fire under shy peoples asses..
we are all beautiful unique indivisulas yet
she is infatuated with the Sun...
and she burns for her mutha moon in the dark...
the night birds which songs seem like whispers in her mind..
tell her it is time for the inferno to flicker..
so that she may once again burn brightly when the next wind comes...
their sweet sweet song...lulls her into her womb like nest she has created for her self..
safe..and warm..like hot candle wax..
she floats on top...flickering..
becomes smaller and smaller..just an illuminated dot in her warm liquid bed...
she hears the wind outside the window..calling to her..its says..see you when the sun comes back again..my firely friend..
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Theresa you have the gift of words/poetry -- I know and feel your daughter's energy here...
very very clearly... YOU da mama!! big love from K