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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Sick at the moment…

I’m sick at the moment, sinus infection, ugh and it’s completely got me tired and drained of energy.

That said, as soon as I’m better I intend to post something relevant, timely and hopefully interesting.

When it comes to politics, my views are usually at odds with most writers and poets, that’s ok with me, I never take it personally when others disagree with me, even if they are wrong.¬† ūüėČ

What I am so tired of is the negativity about our president, it’s beyond ridiculous.

Those who hate him because he isn’t a ‘statesman’, that’s EXACTLY what got him elected.¬† He isn’t all smooth talking snake oil salesman bullshitter professional politician/criminal.

There is a method to his madness.¬† It’s quite unfortunate that many well-intentioned and well-educated people choose to believe the MSM and globalists and lying hype being piled against him instead of looking at what is going on behind the scenes.

I’m also highly offended that 63 million Americans are called racists for voting for the man.¬† That is the ultimate in stupidity and ignorance.

I am certainly not a racist, no one I know who voted for him is a racist.¬† The fact that people cannot understand nor figure out just why he won does not justify calling people racists.¬† The same people calling Trump voters racist are the ones who called those who didn’t vote for Obama racist.¬† ¬†Get a clue.¬† Please, get a frickin clue.

There are many well-educated, intelligent people in this country who vote according to common sense and the Constitution.¬† Maybe it’s a bit too simple to understand for those arrogant, pompous asses who love to lump everyone in a category who doesn’t agree with there liberal, progressive, Marxist mentalities.

I digress, I meant to write about how I’m going to write when I’m feeling better.

It is a difficult process to unravel all the truth from the lies being spun non-stop by the MSM and the idiots in politics who only want to pursue their globalist agenda, but I hopefully will be able to do so in the future, if not for anyone else, but my own sanity.

Peace and love,

Niki

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Her Heart Fits His

 

He found something of someone

in every pieced back together heart

Each lovely,

each sweet in their own way

Each one like a snowflake melting in rain

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Seasons and showers

poetry and hours

withering ~ wondering,

he wandered away

waiting

lost,

but then

She found her way

back to him

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In her was and is

every woman

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Her heart fits his

She body~mind~soul

His every dream fulfilled

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Their bond forged

before time began

He and she a soul connection

beyond the kin of mortal men

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Un explainable, un tameable

Un imagined, un forseen

impossible even for fools

to understand

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In her all that others

die trying

try lying to give

His

Past~Present~Future

In her he’s found what

he’s always missed

His perfect Muse

His granted wish

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In him she shines

For him she lives

and

she waits for the

day their souls collide

when the Fate’s decide

it’s¬†time for them

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She waits to be truly

found by him

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©justagirllost2 


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My Feelings Never Wane

I’d fight with fire just to get close to you…

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My feelings

those deep, dark, passionate

delicious feelings

relentless wants

undying needs

of desire ~ love ~ lust

never wane

they pulse pizzicato, firm and strong

stronger

flowing thru me, vibrating my being

sighing touching tasting streaming

My thoughts never stop touching

searching for yours

My lips never stop aching

throbbing for a taste, a bite

a lingering lick of your skin

My body never stops humming, quivering

burning to feel your lips once more

and though life is so busy, insanely so right now,

it never drives me to distraction

only you commit that crime

though I am under the weather

oh so tired, I fall into bed as if a rag doll

knowing you breathe and exist

knowing you live in my world

you are my forever breath of life

You are my muse, my poetry

my inspiration, my desire, my delight

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*top image by serge marshennikov

* bottom photo mine

… and my feelings never wane ūüćÉ

 

 

 


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The Beatles

One of my favorite groups of all time, The Beatles. I remember listening to all the albums that my mom got in her album of the month club and The Beatles albums were always my favorites played over & over & over again, and then, when I was about 11, ¬†we went visit my older, hipper cousins and I heard Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band for the first time and it was nirvana. ¬†I believe it was the soundtrack album from the movie of the same title. ¬†I rushed out and bought that album and felt so cool. ¬†As I’ve gotten older and especially now, I realize just how talented and beyond extraordinary The Beatles were.

I love pretty much every single one of their songs, but my 2 most favorite are Norwegian Wood, sung by John Lennon and While My Guitar Gently Weeps by George Harrison.

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“While My Guitar Gently Weeps” is a song from their 1968 double album The Beatles¬†(also known as “the White Album”). It was written by George Harrison and the recording includes a lead guitar part played by Eric Clapton.

“Norwegian Wood” was one of the first Western pop songs to feature the sitar, an Indian instrument. ¬†John Lennon wrote it about an affair he was having on his wife, Cynthia, which to me was/is a pretty sh*tty thing to do, but my God, what a song! ¬†I don’t think of singer or songwriter or reason for or what the song is about when I hear it, all I think of is another world, another place, another time, another universe called music. ¬†It’s simply beautiful, breathtaking and bliss for my senses.

 

https://www.beatlesbible.com/songs/norwegian-wood-this-bird-has-flown/

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I’m posting some videos below with the original versions and some really fabulous cover versions, imho.

I hope you get swept away and lost in their magic as much as I did and always do when I listen to them.  I would also love to know some of your favorites by The Beatles!   Enjoy!

Niki ūüíē

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America

AMERICA

Just sit

and listen

Just sit still

relax

let your worries

fade away

Just immerse

yourself

in this moment

this music

this man

this song

Just sit back

and listen,

that’s all,

just listen …

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@justagirllost


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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

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©justagirllost2