It was there under the light of the moon that creation breathed, and the breath of life manifested you. Since, have I sat in contemplation of this gift; my mind untying the bow, unleashing the treasure. What of the wonders of life has aligned in a way where the door leading me to you and you to me opened with a simultaneity of Magic? I … Continue reading The mist of forever
Your voice, it is the smile of my heart beating the way chimes echo. I have sat at the feet of God in tears grateful for you, my gift. It is there that I laid down my promise upon the right foot: That I will love you forever. Continue reading My Vow
Image: Scott Stulberg I sit and write because it is the way. The words come calling like a ping alerting me of good news. The sound reminds me of the path and to remain there, and then you arrive like the sun illuminating the skin, a full moon in the dark pointing the way. I know the sound of you the way I know magic; … Continue reading Intimacy
It flows dripping inside the drops; your body a river. How deeply it rushes in and I swim, learned to breathe there inside the depths of you that I might go longer, travel farther inside the vastness of your tunnel. My heart beats, a guide through the moon between your two worlds housing treasures. When you open wide I see the light glisten. I see the … Continue reading Niagara Falls
Allowing the inner creativity to flow through. May you enjoy this love experience. Continue reading I contemplate her vastness
Kissiah Young, MSW 