10/16/2015 Perhaps We Should Be LoversPerhaps we should be lovers
Because I could just imagine what it could be like To nuzzle your earlobe To nibble your.... neck To feel your weight pressing down on me Squeezing me, crushing me To feel your arms around me, holding me, pulling me into you, deeper and deeper Perhaps we should be lovers Because I want to play creation games with you I want to dream things into this world, yummy things that make people smile, that make us smile, that bring beauty and delight to people's hearts, to my heart, to your heart..... Perhaps we should be lovers because lovers share themselves with each other, they share their bodies, their minds, their thoughts and ideas, they share their emotions, they share their pleasure, entering into new dimensions, opening and being opened, surrendering themselves, allowing separation to dissolve. So.... what do you think? Is it a good idea to be lovers? Is it wise? Does it make sense? How much money do you make? What has you're history been? What will the future bring? Will you hurt me? Again and again? Are you just like the other men ? Am I stupid for wanting this, Looking outside of myself for bliss? Why am I attracted to things that will hurt me? Instead I should stick with lovers that aren't flirty Like the trees and the breezes that don't play games with my mind They just caress my skin and make music that is kind Like the water, the rivers, the ocean, the mud Streaming pure love in ways no human man could... Oh you human lovers are so very fickle You ought to go and sit under a trickle Of water so that you can know who you really are And stop flirting with everyone who's shining like a star When you see your own star that's shining so bright You will be true to yourself every night When you know you own strength you won't have to try To be something you're not, you wont need to ask why Your light will shine through with nothing to block it Your strength will be true with nothing to stop it It was never yours anyway so its impossible to hold onto this light which is as precious as gold Or judge it as good, bad Right or wrong It has its own wisdom It Sings it's own song And we are but the carriers of this divine Energy that we get to watch intertwine With others sometimes, we see where it goes We see if there's water to nourish the rose That's growing in the center of our chest every day Or do our actions cause the rose to decay? Indeed we must hold the rose with the greatest respect And not show this sweetheart any neglect For the rose is our own love that is ours to cherish For without her living beauty surely we'll perish... And so what do we see with this silly limerick? To be someone's lover is no small commitment It's something to ponder, to not move too quickly To see if companionship won't get too prickly And there's much to be said of our own love within To nourish our own rose again and again So be true to your own heart, your own Inner Lover Because until you can do this, you can't love another By Heidi Jo
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11/17/2015 07:57:08 pm
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