i looked for you last night amongst the few stars that lowly hung over a city lit sky.i confess i had to pull out my telescope, pointed to the east, to see you.
our energy amass, billions of light years away. you seem just as far but your energy still penetrates, still engulfs me. not just as the moon beams and the jazz plays. no. i feel you on the brightest star. penetrating, engulfing me. reminding me of bathing in you. soaking you up. lather in your blessedness. i am blessed. to share [with] you. breathe [with] you. be more with you.
i looked for you last night amongst the few stars that lowly hung over a city lit sky. i confess i had to pull out my telescope, pointed to the east, to see you.
art is ♥
xo
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Friday, October 23, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
L.O.V.E. | today
On this day
there will be no talk of war
or politic
or disaster
or death
love is alive today
so we will speak only of love
There will be only love
on tongue
and lip
and in heart
and thought
and it won't be that Hollywood type of love
not tv love
not dime store novel love
and certainly not mainstream music love
love
love
you know, love
Love that has been worked on
like gardens and term papers
Love that has been nurtured
like children
and well
like children
Love that falls
crashes even
burns
but dusts off
fixes up
and rises
rises
more brilliant than before
phoenix love
yeah
phoenix love
So let us speak only of love
healing love
no herbal or over the counter love
real healing love
like
God love
like mothers love
lovers love
child's love
like
best friend love
change the world love
human love
humans love
love soft
love hard
but just love
enjoy this new garden
work on it together
and it will be perennial
It will grow year to year
it will be beautiful
it will win blue ribbons and everything
folks will come from far and wide just to see it
and wish they had it
had this kind of garden
this kind of love
love.
Ursula Rucker
Ma'At Mama
you're welcome
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there will be no talk of war
or politic
or disaster
or death
love is alive today
so we will speak only of love
There will be only love
on tongue
and lip
and in heart
and thought
and it won't be that Hollywood type of love
not tv love
not dime store novel love
and certainly not mainstream music love
love
love
you know, love
Love that has been worked on
like gardens and term papers
Love that has been nurtured
like children
and well
like children
Love that falls
crashes even
burns
but dusts off
fixes up
and rises
rises
more brilliant than before
phoenix love
yeah
phoenix love
So let us speak only of love
healing love
no herbal or over the counter love
real healing love
like
God love
like mothers love
lovers love
child's love
like
best friend love
change the world love
human love
humans love
love soft
love hard
but just love
enjoy this new garden
work on it together
and it will be perennial
It will grow year to year
it will be beautiful
it will win blue ribbons and everything
folks will come from far and wide just to see it
and wish they had it
had this kind of garden
this kind of love
love.
Ursula Rucker
Ma'At Mama
you're welcome
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Wednesday, May 6, 2009
on sex and love
"I think sex is important, and magical (if you're lucky), and intimate and precious and special. But I also think it's important to take it with a pinch of salt and a generous sense of humour. It just happens, and it just is. Like you said, there is nothing, nothing worse than being contrived, or obvious or awful with sex. I think sexy is synonymous with intelligence, and confidence and subtlety and a certain self-possessed knowingness that I'm nowhere near having but would really like to achieve. I can't have sex with men I don't love, or at least like very, very much. I can't have sex with men that scare me, and I definitely can't have sex with men I don't find intellectually challenging, interesting and in the possession of a delicate soul.
Delicate soul? I'm such a creep.
But like everything, do you think the most interesting, erotic parts are the little things? The obscure bits that make your stomach flip? The preambles, the dinners before, the cigarettes after. The breathless conversation about the best things you know and the 'would you like a glass of water?' and 'are you comfortable', the 'let me walk you to the bus stop in the rain in the morning', the 'oh my god I want to make this boy a mixtape and that hasn't happened in months', the 'you have to read this book', the 'did he just hold my hand while we're falling asleep/open the cab door and put his hand on the small of my back/tell me I look more beautiful than every other girl in the room/dance with me to Girls Just Wanna Have Fun', the emails, the intricacies and intimacies and the careful navigation. "
i wish i could own these thoughts.in a sense i do.though i've never been able to express them.not in this way.thank you natalie
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