Just a Girl Lost 2

Just a girl lost~ Here I share bits & pieces of me, in poetry, prose, music & posts from writers who inspire me.


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Be a lotus flower…

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“As a lotus flower is born in water, grows in water and rises out of water to stand above it unsoiled, so I, born in the world, raised in the world having overcome the world, live unsoiled by the world”

 

~ Buddha

 

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©justagirllost2

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When I Love Again

 

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When I commit to love again …

he will be my best friend,

my confidant,

my confessor who accepts

all of me

 

He will be the one I mesh with,

my missing piece in mind & heart, as I will be his.

 

He will be that one person who I like being around

Naked in every way

without inhibitions

without fear

free to explore every hidden

and forbidden fantasy

A magnet of lust requited.

Lusting a soul mate is always reciprocal

that’s one of the rules.

(He’s also gonna like to walk around naked at 2am

& eat Rocky Road ice cream from the fridge

from the same spoon)

 

He’ll be the one who talks politics and philosophy

He will not see the bad me, only the me who loves him.

When I’m mad & acting crazy,

he’ll kiss my forehead and say things to make me laugh at me

 

He’ll have a Truth and faith inside that cannot be denied

He will make me want to be the better person I should have been

He will be the nobility missing in me

 

He will be Himself, always

A man with a light inside he’s unafraid to hide

A man of courage, more than mine

 

A man of pure soul & pure heart

A man unafraid of the darkness within

A man unafraid to be who his spirit calls him to be

 

A man in love with Love

A man in love with me

A man who needs no others, but me and God, who brought us together

so that we could transform each other into the most perfect expressions of joy and happiness with all whom we love

Our children, our families, our friends all others share in the bounty of this One true Love
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©justagirllost2


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He Is

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He loves me with strong, calloused hands.

He pushes aside wisps of hair to gently kiss my forehead.

His way to wordlessly say, “It’s still ok, you grumpy, unloving, selfish girl . I love every bit and piece of you. I still do.  It’s just me and you and WE will always be ok.”

He laughs when I won’t.

He likes music I don’t, he likes mine too, he never has to choose. He’s an Eclectic demigod of tunes.  A firestorm of moods. He can be as crazy, raunchy, crude, irreverent, lewd, uncontrolled, wild and wicked as the music he listens to.

He is undone watching sad movies, the ones where sports heroes die in the arms of a best friend.

He loves books as if they somehow help him breathe. He reads to me the things that touch him most deeply. He hides nothing of what he’s feeling or thinking. He knows I never judge him & though I may disagree I respect him and always try to see though his eyes.

His openness, trust and complete honesty are the greatest gifts of Love anyone has ever given me.  He allows me to reciprocate. His uncaged heart frees me.

Everything about him screams sexy.  His mind is my Aphrodisiac.  His body is my home. There is no part of me he hasn’t seen. There is no place on me he hasn’t touched. My lips, sighs, whispers, cries, passion, pleasure, pain, desire, every inch, outside and in… There is nothing I keep from him. To Him only do I belong.

He can split logs and carry them in rain.  He is made of hardest muscle and beard. He is not soft. I love the rugged length of him. The smell of sweat and skin. The way his hands engulf mine. The way his body shields and protects. He makes me feel strong, yet delicate.

He isn’t afraid to Pray, in his own way.

He seeks beyond this world for the greater good and greater Truth.

He Respects all creatures, all life. He lets butterflies rest upon his thumb and never kills bumblebees or fireflies.

His takes no delight in cruelty or another man’s downfall

He is strength with tenderness. A gentle upheaval. A fascinating contradiction.

He is Bold as knights of old. He Protects the innocent, the weak, the bullied, the meek.

He is slow to anger or take offense. He sees all, the bad, the good in those he calls friend.

He does what is right and honorable with courage and strength of conviction.

He is a man of action, a Warrior

He is a Seeker of peace

Hypocrisy he never tolerates. Ignorance he won’t excuse. He never suffers fools.

He has no need for the approval of men. He’s no sheep to be led by irrational emotion. He’s not influenced by the latest trends among politicians, philosophers or the masses.

He is a realist, a pragmatist who sees with the eyes of wisdom and reason.

He is an Idealist, an optimist, a philosopher.

Compelling, passionate, brilliant and fascinating. He challenges my mind, and he delights when mine challenges his.

He is gentility and class. He is confident and secure with his manhood, his place in the world. He is nobility of thought. Justice and honesty are ingrained in his heart.

More than generous, he seeks no adulation or glory for kindnesses

He sacrifices without complaint for those he loves

He gazes into each sun’s rising and setting with wonder and awe. He knows all nature is a masterpiece, a treasure to protect and respect

He shows me reality in colors unseen

He sees beyond what the eyes perceive

In every season he finds hope, no matter how stark the horizon or chilling the breeze

He teaches me unending ways to discover the Beauty in me

Like a rare flower he treasures and cherishes me with every breath

He delights as I bloom beneath his care. He is never threatened by my strength. He could crush me in an instant, I trust him completely. I am fearless and free within the fortress of him

He is my Protector, my Avenger

He is my Savior, my soulmate, my biggest fan, my most ardent, attentive Lover

He is my best friend

He found me when I was alone, unguarded, unmasked. He SAW into me and still stayed around. I know it’s meant to last

He is Man ~ He is my Love

He walks this earth

My Soul’s Mate known and expected

since before time began

I will wait a lifetime

to walk beside him once again

Hand in Hand

~

 

©justagirllost2


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A Beautiful Taste of Heaven

 

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Your words

are the secret place 

I go to

when the storms

of life

darken my sky

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Your adoration

creates 

the poems of joy

I pray

in twilight or day

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You are always

a beautiful taste

of heaven

on this earthly

messy

mirthless plane

~

 

©justagirllost2

 


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Stay with me

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It’s strange, this absence from you

I don’t let myself see you,

yet, I always feel you

always Missing you

always Hungry to taste your words

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These past days blurring

So busy and focused

Determined to not be distracted,

Right now life’s demanding every bit of me

Putting distance between all interactions

except for my children and those helping me

Knowing it has to be done

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Feeling lost, yet freed to just be

A mother fighting for her Life

Fighting for her offspring

It’s taking every ounce of thought

every beat of heart

every bit of drive and energy

A soldier I am in my WWW111

Going up against a human monster called He

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Wondering if you are wondering about me?

Hoping and praying that you’re feeling me

~

I reach out to you in every quiet moment

surprised at how often I think of you

Feeling afraid too, wondering

if it’s all a dream

a silly schoolgirl fantasy

of reading you being into me

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Always a nagging ache

of missing your thoughts

and the warmth of you

Not counting days

just being

afraid of needing

Not empty because you are somehow

always with me

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Knowing that beyond a doubt

you are the only one who holds

the key to the sacred part of me,

the part of me no one else has access to

Only you and always you

and it gives me a feeling

of warmth and security

knowing that you have been

and always are the one I want

when I think of wanting anyone

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Certain in the certainty

of my utter fascination

and desire for you

You touch me in a way

that invades and engulfs me

in every color of feeling

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Awakened long ago

are so many desires

swirling within

passions and new dreams

closings and openings

beginnings and endings

~

You ignite new lives in me

You bring out new sides of me

meant only to be touched by you

My needs are your needs

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You exist

in the forefront

of my thoughts

You are a constant spark

that burns through
consumes me
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You are my sun by day
my votive candlelight
on silent nights
far, but never far away
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I never wane in my delight
when you cross my mind
when I let you into this corner
of the universe
that is consuming
every moment of time
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You are under my skin
in my heart
reading the poems and thoughts
I send across the sky
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You are mine
and my days wait for yours
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Please, never let me go
I need you to stay
I need you to always find me
Let nothing get in your way
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My soul has kept you tucked away
safe
in a place made for you
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Only you inspire
Only you author
my unwritten parts
Only you have
this inexplicable
insanely beautifully
dark and mystical hold
over me
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Every piece of me has opened up
and waits to be filled with only you
My words wait to sing to you
I wait to dance for you
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I wait to become myself
forever meant to belong to you
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So, please, don’t leave
just stay with me
~
©justagirllost2
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