but it’s also that new kind of chrysalistic metamorphisis
so today I had a good realization
about people, things situations in my life
and I am learning things about myself,
and even though some of them burn and cauterize and pick
to the bone, they are the good things to realize about oneself
but this continued honesty…like a whirlwind rainstorm
has nice rainbows at the end
I feel it.
and I am actually feeling something despite anger resentment
and disbelief
this kind of disbelief is just at my own ignorance, played upon
for far too long
the funny thing is, I said to someone today:
brainhuwts: you have to break before you fix yourself
brainhuwts: remember
brainhuwts: otherwise what’s the point of fixing
perfection
but it’s also that new kind of chrysalistic metamorphisis
beating down and winding in, tight circles traced on finger tips
awash, stripped and glowing
I remember the taste your lips
leave on mine
only a few hours later
awash, strippped and glowing
I remember the twist of your kiss
the way your face bends in to mine
but it’s also that new kind of chrysalistic metamorphisis
beating down and winding in, this one I’m not going to miss
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So that’s one of my songs
lately they have been barelling in
so much that things are going to be.
.
I remember the twist of your kiss
That, Ms. Francis, is such a beautifully poetic turn of phrase. Thank you for having written it.
It sounds like things with you and the Fetus are going well, and for that I am so, so very happy.
XOXO
I’m so happy to see you growing; but I think you know that:^]
It sounds like you have a good partner in this guy. Growing w/ someone is so much more rewarding; it sounds like he’s taking the some of the sting out of it :^]
God bless,
Sandy