Wandering Love: poetry.

i am woman

Wandering Love — Wed, 19 Mar 2025 08:39:00 GMT

I have learned that my worth is inherent - and I don’t need to do anything in particular to prove my value. This has been a challenge having being raised in an era where beauty prevailed and superficial interactions reigned.

I have noticed the parts of me starving for attention and to be seen, to be felt, to be met. The parts that reside beneath the surf…

fuck the lists

Wandering Love — Fri, 14 Mar 2025 07:08:29 GMT

How could I possibly find the words to describe the essence of the feeling I’m hungry for

Where our connection is our playground

And everything we co-create becomes an experiment

Like a curious adventure into the unknown

What might this experience reveal

About ourselves

About each other

About our relationship

How might curiosity seduce us toward the path never …

the liminal.

Wandering Love — Thu, 06 Mar 2025 23:31:45 GMT

I can feel the anticipation brewing.

Preparing for the unknown - the grandest juxtaposition.

Alfred, they call him.

He reminds me of the last man who activated (my heart).

He’s slowly moving towards us, but not quite touching.

Engulfed in the tendrils of this storm has us all captivated.

Patiently, waiting for more, but only tasting the remnants of his heart.

Hypnopompia

Wandering Love — Thu, 27 Feb 2025 05:47:34 GMT

a soft glow

golden

tracing the edges

of your skin

your hand

gripping mine

as we moved

through the clouds

I’d never been here before

the environment

and this space

with you

you called me your lover

and it felt so....

right.

all the anticipation

the unwavering gravity

my heart, your hands

you push

I pull

your hasty lips

soft, subtle, supple

seduce mine

unexpected

exqu…

the cowardly lion

Wandering Love — Tue, 25 Feb 2025 21:54:12 GMT

Like the piercing gaze of a Lion

Hunting for his prey

The hum of the jungle

Like my heart beat

Boom boom

Boom

I feel the unwanted penetrative eyes

Casting themselves upon my bare skin

Licking up every bead of sweat

That lingers down the creases of my body

From the mouth upon where

He salivates

Recklessly out of control

My body, deeply attuned and listening

To the…

this only breath.

Wandering Love — Fri, 21 Feb 2025 04:13:31 GMT

I pause

and

I reminisce

on all the breaths

I took

receiving you

and as I walked

deeper into you

the sound of the ocean

became a soft whisper

and the sounds of the birds

and the crickets

sending their farewell

to yet another day of existence

I am embraced by the sound of nature

harmonising me instantly

in the living moment

the one that is breathing

so immensely

/ the ageless crone

Wandering Love — Sat, 25 Jan 2025 00:11:47 GMT

The lines on her skin captivated me

She was real and raw

She wasn’t hiding her wisdom, she wore as creases on her face

I feel her labour in life

I see it in her eyes

She is tired but relentless

The golden sun illuminating

The silver lining around her face

Untouched whispers of age

She is classic

She is wise

She is woman

A Prayer for You.

Wandering Love — Sun, 12 Jan 2025 14:15:28 GMT

I pray for you.

I pray for you and your tender touch.

I pray that it expands beyond the limitations of your heart.

I pray that the women who encounter you are met by your exquisite, deeply impactful, tender touch.

I pray that your heart is held with reverence, with love, with presence.

I pray that your heart opens and allows love in.

I pray that your heart op…

Synergy

Wandering Love — Fri, 29 Nov 2024 23:22:48 GMT

Our fingers locked

Simultaneously, our eyes

My breath

Against your neck

My heart

Calm

Loud

A love affair

Cherished