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The Long Goodbye

i called for help

you weren’t there

a faint echo

in my sigh

kisses fly for miles

but fall short

hours away

from your cheek

my life is full

as emptiness drifts

like a shadow

across the sky

together and apart

eternity wrapped

in a mute embrace

this is the long goodbye

Princess Michelle

He sometimes calls me Princess.  I’ve never been a princess, nor have I ever really known how to be a princess.  But, love, he is patiently teaching me.  I know it sounds crazy, but to allow someone to love me enough to cater to me is quite out of my element.  I have only just recently begun loving myself enough to believe I deserve it.

It’s been quite a laborious process, delving as deep as possible into my psyche.  Generally, it’s an area we prefer to avoid, the labyrinth of emotion that causes us to make the choices we do.  However, I am determined to discover all the hidden treasures that lie beneath the blocks I created that are keeping me from fully embracing success in all aspects of my life.

So, back to love.  He tells me to stay in bed, enjoy a slow and comfortable morning, while he makes coffee and shovels the driveway, kissing my head and calling me princess on his way out.  I find myself not only cared for, but catered to.

At the very beginning, I told him I wasn’t used to accepting graciousness, gifts, and kindnesses.  I had only just become comfortable with compliments.  He asked me if I wanted him to stop, reminding me that those actions are just his way of showing love.  Instead, I took a deep breath.  Several, in fact, as he continued to give, and I continued to let him.

Some may say “What’s the big deal?”.  Well, a lifetime of low self-worth coupled with the partners that lack of self-love and acceptance drew into my life caused me to be inexperienced in receiving.  I’m a giver, a mother, a healer, and to make myself sit down and let someone take care of me, pamper me took some getting used to.

Now, I’ll wear the princess crown.  I have finally come to the place of love and acceptance of myself that has drawn to me a partner worthy of my giving heart.  He is ready to receive all the love I have to give, and ready to give all the love I am now open to receiving.  I’m totally capable of taking care of myself, but now it’s time to allow someone else to as well.  So, yes, he can do the dishes while I lavish in kitten cuddles.  Yes, he can give me presents.  Yes, I do all the same for him in return.  Afterall, he’s allowed to be a prince as well.

love notes

writing love notes in the air

i close my eyes
and think of the way you smile when you look at me
softening the contours of your face
softening, my heart

the way i let you
hold me in your arms like a child
and i feel safe, comforted
and totally free

and the way
this love is blooming in me
and i so want to share it
but am afraid to say it

so i tell you
in kisses smiles and tender embraces
hoping you’ll notice
hoping you too might be

writing love notes in the air

stay

cradle the curl

that falls across my face

let it dance

in your fingers

as my heart sings

to dance with yours

 

and

say you’ll stay

and

mean it

 

’cause we’ve hit the treasure trove

the grand karmic reward

of all things love

and that, my dream

is worth any price

 

so

say you’ll stay

and

mean it

spring

the lyrical soft lilting

breath of you

sways me

into the sweetest lullaby of charms

where i dream of wildflowers

and dew-kissed grasses

awakening in early morning sun

this drowsy arousal

of all things fresh

luscious and new

is how i feel whenever

the radiant smile of your eyes

holds me in its warm caress

The Taffy Machine

the push-pull intricately woven spider web of taffy

we create each day

winds itself though my heart, into my thoughts, and beyond my soul

PUSH PULL

together, apart, somewhere in the middle

PUSH PULL

independent, dependant, striving for the balance

of interdependance

PUSH PULL

caught somewhere between being absolutely ready for everything

and the uncertainty that “ready” really exists

PUSH PULL

the chosen reality lies deep in the heart of this taffy machine

chugging away

day after day, simply because it love the sweetness

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