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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In some small way

 

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I would tell you how beautiful

and brilliant are your words

and how much I admire

every single line and curve

 

I would try to convey how

my soul soars as my eyes

devour each sentence,

 

I would, but I won’t

not today or any other day

because it seems

better

to you if my thoughts

shy and stay away

 

So, instead I shall whisper

them into the ears of the angels

and send them on their way

and I’ll pray that you

are made happy and feel

the joy you bring to my

each and every day,

in some small way

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©justagirllost2

*image~ Flowers for a lover that went away. | Magdalena Lutek aka Nishe

 

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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

~

©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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 ©justagirllost2

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*top image by serge marshennikov

* bottom photo mine

… and my feelings never wane 🍃

 

 

 


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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


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He Needs to be Mine

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HE is

confident  cool  mysterious

infinite fascinations

 

HE is

dangerous  charming

So, so bad and deliciously

wicked

Unattainable it seems,

but he is  private, thoughtful

doesn’t take lightly

the one he chooses to adore

 

HE is

so beautiful

so rare, so loved

a masterpiece

a fallen angel

heart’s every desire

come to life

a man like no other

 

HE is

every music

every season

every touch

every reason

 

HE is 

subterranean depths

Love’s forbidden fruit

 

He is

holiness ~ purity

corruptions ~ seductions

darkness ~ decadence

sweetness  freedom  joy

passion  desire  pleasure

addictive delicious pain

 

HE is

meant to be

adored and treasured

He needs someone

who holds his magic

sacred

 

HE 

deserves a girl

that will truly see him

who will join him

in mutual

giving and receiving

of deepest desires and dreams

 

HE

needs to be held safe

within the arms

and

heart of the One

who brings joy

to his world

 

HE

needs a Love

he can trust completely

mind ~ body ~ soul

 

HE

needs to be mine

 

 

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©justagirllost2 


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