Foreign Thoughts

I just experienced the strangest thought…

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not strange, I suppose not.

but it was a foreign thought.

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I thought to myself as I wrote down some prose

~maybe I should edit or censor myself

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But No. 

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then who would I be?

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Except an ungenuine poet 

unraveling at the seams. 

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❤ Glitterfly Jessa

Sex in Hunger

Being around people while eating food

is very intimate to me,

for me it’s the same intimacy

I feel when I sexually reveal myself.

 

I am on the cusp of living and dying.

I pick my food carefully, with intention,

like I pick a partner.

I am hungry for that which I crave,

and that which I think will satisfy me….

Ravishly, whole heartedly, digging into

my tempting treat…

allowing this feeling to

overtake me,

satisfy me,

release me

Dear Reader,

Dear Reader,

This is my letter to you,

It’s what you need

after reading my heart

and sharing in my pain

and sharing in my joy

and sharing in my struggle to balance.

 

Thank you, cannot express the gratitude I feel

You have given me open space to heal

To allow my words to free flow as they might

and in doing so you give my heart flight

I share your struggles as you share mine

We’re all on a different journey, but trying to find

The same better version of ourselves

in each and every one of us

You see it in me,

and I see it in you…

so let’s continue to uplift each other

and to our own path stay true.

 

Be not strayed away by the judgements of each day,

just keeping releasing what your soul has to say

your life is for you anyway…

so take time to do what is important to you

and allow your heart to shine through.

 

Uplift your brothers and sisters,

as you see their journey

and may watch them stumble

Help show them their world will not crumble

Their world will not fade and dissolve into pain-

for a new friend can make one feel more sane.

Reach out to those who need help

just for the sake of sharing love

…you will find peace in your heart

and love will come back to you

 

Peace and Love,

Namaste, from my heart to yours,

Jessa

 

If you want to see more writing by me, but not poetry,

visit my PlantBasedFun Blog where I share

my journey through minimalism and environmental activism.

Love is my addiction

Love is my addiction
The very fuel of my creativity–
The trick is being able to listen
To my own hearts symphony;
To be able to find what sings to me most//
Finding what gives me the fiery passion
And never forgetting to keep it close;
Watering it like a plant is a needed daily action–
Embrace the sunshine just like the rain
Feel the roots grow strong and wide;
There isnt happiness without a little pain
Thats how i can judge if ive given it a real try;
Letting the truth of my heart speak to me
Wrap myself in it, let it engulf me fully;
Finding myself with strange feelings a brew–
Strong feelings of an endorphin buzz
Making my head spin like a trippin’ high
Stronger than the Love Simply Did and does
Similarly i feel my soul release and begin to fly
The release is something i want to come back to again and again;
Words cannot do justice to the high i feel from love–
Its like when i finally get these words out of my pen,
And sticking to it when push comes to shove–
The general feeling of following through,
The release into the skin to let the medicine in,
Long and awaited for the embrace from you;
Ive lost where i start and you begin
In the magic i could be lost forever
In this essence i feel your glow
Holding me close to you, together
The sweetest love i feel you show;
Blessed to know this feeling so strong
Taken by left field again
I am reminded of feelings long gone;
My heart has long past started to mend
I cannot define when it all started
I felt the change in the winds only when the gust blew in steaming
And being left with chills after we’ve parted;
This addiction is leaving my soul gleaming
So depart from you i can no longer do
I am wrapped in love, full hearted
This addiction allows me to live everyday through

Sweetness

Pure sweetness is what you are to me. Its like honey courses through your very veins. You fill me up and I’m addicted. If i could shoot you up i would for the sake of pure bliss. I get high off your love and attention. Your eyes steal my heart away. Your strong muscles hold me through the night. Your lips enrapture me with the softest kisses. Your slightest touch unravels me to my core. You like to keep me pleading for ‘more’. You remind me i am perfection and i see perfection with you… with me and with all the glorious things we can become. We entangle ourselves in love and nothing exists but the very passion of our souls. In this moment we become perfection. We become One.

Every end is a new start

Just as the tree is protected by its bark,
So my Ego hides my unstill Heart.
She cries to be let free
‘Let the sun shine in and give me light so I can see!’
It shall cast all hurt and dark shadows away
For in the light, there is no place for hurt to stay.
She begs to be seen,
Taken off the shelf, dusted, and cleaned.
‘When was the last time you listened to me, took me out and let love in?’
Ego worried to care too much… Of feeling paper thin.
Fearful of showing too much skin
So I’ve buried my heart deeper, deeper with my sin.
Sins of my own heart, against my own spirit.
Oh shes crying so loud, I can hear it…
‘Have you forgotten what it’s like to truly believe?
You’ve been locked inside your shell so long
You forget to let it go and how to let it be.
It is all already mapped out, stop filling your mind with doubt.
You have a Soul- fine, mighty, and great
Just step back, let me seduce him and leave the rest up to Fate.’