Today

I wonder just how love is formed.  How dreams are fully realized.  If at one point Ive truly made sense of this thing called LIFE.  If my words have inspired even just one soul.

It is in my darkest moments I draw my strength.  Just when I've lost that sense of connection with everyone around me.

I sing and just admire every bit of ME.  I am the only one who could truly fill ME.  Who could genuinely love ME.   In all ways that I want to be loved.    

I wish.....

I wish I am perfect, but God knows I always go beyond the shit I feel.

I wish I could be a real, good friend and that could only happen once I've met my needs.

I wish I could be a true partner and love with all that I am and all that I have.  Not finding my other half cause I am already complete.

I know I can't ever be perfect, but I wish I could be the best version of ME.

If only that would bring you closer to ME.

I wish I could just be my own best friend, it won't matter whether all my wishes come true.

I wish I could be that kind and loving granddaughter that I've always been.

I am just sad my granny is old and gray.

I wish I could write a better piece, I could write as perfectly, as flawlessly.

Just make sense of this pain, of this madness.

I wish I really know how to love.

I wish there exists a place for breaking hearts where I can rest and chase all these blues away.  Where tomorrow holds a new hope. a promise of a new beginning.  Where all is forgiven, all is forgotten.

I wish there is someone I could fully connect, heart, mind, and soul.

No need for body.  I love that celibacy.

I wish I could love and feel love in its purest essence.

That feeling so divine.

I wish for non-judgment, for total acceptance
of who I am, of what I am.

I wish I could rhyme and I am back in harmony again.

The Love Letter That Will End All Love Letter

This is my armor, that I will lay gently beside us as we wrap ourselves in Egyptian cotton and keep each other warm.

This is my heart that wonders if it can be brave enough to come out and play with you. I have put it back together with duct tape and honey. It seems to be beating regularly. I promise to check it on a consistent basis.

These are my lips that miss your touch; your hands that graze against my cheek, like the first time an artist’s brush kisses the canvas.

This is my smile….the one that has been hidden away in the bottom drawer of my antique dresser. I’m not sure how you found it under all my crumpled t-shirts.

This is my ego that I am surrendering to, just for tonight…just long enough to type these words. I am tempted to surrender tomorrow as well.

These are the stars that I lay beneath in the cold for no other reason than I know that you are under them too.

Thank you for your arms that wrap around me your affections when indentations shadowed in type are not enough. Shamefully, I crave that more often than I will tell you. I fear that your touch will remain part of my dreams..my tainted rem sleep.

Thank you for kissing me in places that do not know shadows or light…the places where band-aids won’t stick. Thank you for seeing my body as beautiful and something to be cherished. Thank you for allowing me to know yours.

Thank you for your humor that envelops me…your moves…your beautifully maniacal crazy moves.

You are as bold as I am brazen.

Thank you for your words that show me that there is still good out there, and for the ones that make me blush even when it makes my cheeks hurt. Thank you for making the silence comfortable.

Thank you for your patience and for your kindness that forbears my unease.

Although I have no void that needs to be filled with lawfully adoring stares, I am grateful for you.

Source: Elephant Journal

Lucky

I always see synchronicity especially in numbers.  Not a single day passed that I don't see words repeatedly.  I am not a total empath but I knew I am fully an intuitive person.

From where I am it is 2/22.  Six always wants to be seen yeah.  Eleven won't ever hide.  I've made friends with it, you see.  It comes and goes as it pleases.

I've seen frogs and all about love.  Someday my prince will come.

Yes Im rhyming again!

"May you never forget what is worth remembering, nor ever remember what is best forgotten."

 

Sunset

What I love about sunset... it always happens and it never fails to come.


Yes I am a lover of all beautiful things... it's what keeps me inspired, makes me alive!

Romance and Gong Xi Fa Cai

The romantic feeling can only go up to a certain notch as it subsides, slowly goes, and sometimes never return.  Perhaps it's how the universe operates or maybe that is its own way of showing compassion.  Every being should be accepting.






I can only love myself perfectly.

Of all the three it's the green rose that's rare. Should I get one someday I count myself lucky for such is a love that's true!

I invite love to come into my life.  

Gong Xi Fa Cai!

Aww! Sweet :*

I am Krist.  I am Sweet.  And yes I am so back!!!  5 yrs since my last post!! Many Ive come across, a lot has come to pass, and yet I am ever so grateful- the Divine preserved that grace and youth in me! I emerged a stronger being.


As I go on living life and celebrating love, I embrace all the experiences.  It is when I feel deeply that Im certain Ive lived that authentic life--  a life devoid of masks and falsehood, I honor that light and love in ME!  


Whatever illusions I may have had in the past, Ive made peace with them. Lessons learned.  No regrets.  Life goes on.  Tough times don't last, only tough people do!  I am taking all the necessary steps to becoming a better Me.  It's one tricky balancing act.  Maturity never comes with age, I am still a work in progress.     


It could be sad how some people couldn't stand seeing the happiness of others around them, they feel that need to hurt.  Theirs is a one wretched life, devoid of joy, lacking in compassion!  I can only show pity and say Oh God make me an instrument of your peace!!! Not everyone has the heart, not everyone understands.  

I am grateful to everyone who stood by me, bless their beautiful souls! Indeed God manifests His mercy through them in their loving kindness and gentle presence. I am so blessed to be in such company!          



Hope is always alive!  Namaste!!! xx