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Hey Kitty — Sara in LaLaLand

The divine feminine captured ably.

Hey kitty, what are you doing there? I see you concentrating on your stare Sprawled out, manner nonchalant A kitty that goes wherever he wants Soaking up the sun Having kitty fun You’re so cute Laying there mute Minding your own business Displaying your wiseness Looking out at the world Stretching then curled With wonder […]

via Hey Kitty — Sara in LaLaLand

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Dormant on first approach

But beneath,

Surging and boiling,

Immense pressure

Heat coming through

The earth in waves,


Pressures of control

Holding the destruction at bay,

A volcano does not disclose

Its eruption

Seen as destructive,

Geological weaknesses

Turning everything to ashes,

But it is a thing of power,

Harnessed and the tongues of magma,

Flare up powerful but brief,

But they are not the sum of its dynamic,

And should you find yourself

Peering into its depths,

Know it as a place of restraint,

Its heat a recognition of

Profound polarities,

Seeking only to be

Understood through its actions,

Over the roar of


It seeks not to scald

Your autonomy

But to grant life,

To your divine dance

Of being


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Let Me

Let me wipe your tears, bring all your sorrows out. Let me command your demons to walk away, kick your sadness on a couch. Let me kiss your scars, heal your cracks with my love. Let me rock your soul, touch your inner being. shake your spirit and wake you up.

via Let Me #Poetry — Jalvis Quotes

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We see the
Spark of the divine
Within one another
The clarity of vision
Honed to a fine point
Cuts away the dead
But see where my sins
Stain my skin
Less than some
More than others
But I turn
Show you and tell
You I no longer walk
In such stretches of
Touch me
Feel the animal
Purity and its
In service of
Responsibility and
The quiet safety
Because the scales
Fell from my eyes
And I

With attention and skill

As an equation

Not an injunction

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I untie the knot

Of you with 

Warm, callused fingers

Smoothe  away 

The ache with a 



Kissing like

We are one another’s air

Taking such pleasure

In simple, primal


Heal your wounds

With my presence

Offer the gift of myself

And see how the years

Would make me

Shine with values

Immediate and


Tell me with a look,

What you’re thinking,

And I will set myself

Down here,

The safe animal

Who knows when 

To roar.