We are taught to be good,
but don’t necessarily
learn to be healthy.
We all breathe
but don’t always live.
We are taught to sit
but don’t necessarily
learn to stand.
We may look
but don’t always see.
We are taught to do what’s right
but don’t necessarily
learn to be kind.
We might talk
but don’t always listen.
We are taught to recite
but don’t necessarily
learn to think.

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Naked, Lets Get, Me and You

Into the darkness, she reveals herself
With but a murmur scarcely audible
Her voice cowering as she tries
In vain to conceal herself
From her being naked


There are things
I don’t like about you
There are things
I don’t like about me

Waiting, impatiently she turns away
Unable to look at what is directly
In front of her the harsh reality
That is the truth unveiling


I look at me
And, there is not
Everything I want to see
There is not
Everything I want to be

Stumbling, words they become
A jumbled mess attempting
To escape all at once
Chaotic jailbreak


But, I keep looking
Stripping off masks
Of insecurity
To look deeper
Getting naked
With myself
And, being ok
With every
Scar of hurt
Scratch of
Desperation
Wrinkle of
Worry

Daringly, they do, marching
Out of her mouth rolling off
Her tongue in complete
Synchronicity


I look at you
And, there is not
Everything I want to see
There is not
Everywhere I want to be

Stumbling, trying to take
Hold her words are
Powerful and yet
Intriguing


But, I keep looking
Stripping off masks
Of insecurity
To look deeper
Getting naked
With you
And, being ok
With every
Scar of hurt
Scratch of
Desperation
Wrinkle of
Worry

Courageously, she finds great
Insight in the plight that is
Hungry for more as she
Keeps her focus


There are things
I like about you
There are things
I like about me

Timidly, the shroud of secrecy
Is lifted as she reveals it all
Letting her words drop
To the floor exposing
Herself completely


It is a matter
Of what I choose
To see
In you
Of what I choose
To see
In me

Calmly, she licks her lips
Cocks her hips and
Proceeds to dance
Seductive provocative
She is in a trance


If we can
Find that the
Distance
Is not too great
That we cannot
Bridge that gap
Meld into one
Bring together
All that we are

Longingly, the trance
Becomes a stance
For which she
Owns


For all our myriad
Of holes
Being able to fully
Acknowledge
Our truth
Holding true
To being you
Holding true
To being me
Knowing we are
Me and you
Whole
Knowing we are
Me and you
One

Into the light, she reveals herself
Without the need to be audible
Her voice powerfully silent
No constraint to conceal
Herself from being
Completely
Naked

Today, She Burns

Being grateful
for each step
never underestimating
the power
of the moment
when at any second
something so unbelievably
amazing and beautiful
may arise
out of yesterday’s
ashes
being thankful
for every gift
every breath
every one
watching
as life’s eternal flame
burns bright

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