Luminous

Luminous is the color between usA hug that invokes endorphins 

Rushing blood rises to my cheeks I feel my temperature rise

You move me beyond words 

In this wild world.

You move me in the music you make

Dancing in ecstasy

To the rhythm of love

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Living in the heroin highway

I woke to the sounds of the morning The alarm quakes me into day and I hit the ground dancing. 
Engaged in routine grasping bits of chores satisfying my mounting list a lil. If I could just have one more hour or a few more hands.
Finding my place in the world I’m not ever free again and it scares the shit out of me.
Again and again I am separated from my art by this heroin epidemic and I don’t dance with this devil. I change diapers and care for so many kids.
Everyone around you suffers the greatest of consequences while you get high.

Our minds, body and soul needs the truth not the addiction fed lies you try and serve with convincing eyes. 
Do you believe yourself?

Untamed and wild

I have been many things in this life. 

Mastering and moving on.

Learning with a ferocious hunger.

Untamed and wild
Raising standards and vibrations

In a sea of familiarity.

I have been so close to the good life I could almost taste the sweat as it ran by, only dappling for a moment.

 I do understand and respect reality.
The intentions are as hot as lava flowing at the core of mama giai 

Sipping sanity at the center of my sanctuary through my bottomless cup of …… Depends on my mood.
I capsize my open mind letting all my dreams spill out into reality. Letting rogue waves wash over you as we talk. My mind swims with possibilities playing with rapture. Tempting me into the unknown territories making my work one of a kind.

I live in a world full of wonder and uncertainty where the only thing I can count on is me. 

Where giving up isn’t an option. Where choice is defying all odds .

Tribal gypsy

I’m too wild for you Saturated in music and color

The tapestry I weave is complex

An intramural design 

A lost art of the ages

My dance is not for you as I move through grace twisting my life with every step I’m free

. I have the luxury of moving my hips with the sirens song

Surrounded by trade my soul is almost complete 

Surrounded by the beauty created by the dreams of us

I wish for love on every shooting star.

Not settling for anything less than stellar.

My strength comes from my Tribe through the collective consciousness and live music 

The sound vibration that carries us to rapture

Sacred spot

The most sacred spot 

On a woman 

The rebellious side of her nature

Begins here.

The root cause of her family,

Self love and destruction.

One spot able to rock the world

And spin a culture into motion. A soul attachment point to her connection to dreams and fantasies. 

Unforgiving and fragile convictions

Loved and callous

Rhythmic and pulsing

Piece by piece

Against the grains of society

Hidden from those notions of spring coming against all odds of a lazy winter

Bone collector 

Lacing my thigh high bootsProtecting me from the storm

Keeping me sexy and warm

 I walk long in stride 

Hips moving gracefully from side to side. 

Progressing me in life. 

Momentum in motion

My primal instincts can’t hide the wild woman in me. 

I’m a bone collector 

I ravish lovers And set souls free.

Loving unconditionally my children 

Living in the context of this drug culture teaching right From wrong 

Not from a hypocritical song

Just a pathway from rugged neurons 

Over sexualized society scarcely

Blessed I in this babylon where

Community organizes clash with my rave-nous assumptions 

Play on my ethics between right And wrong

Sacred holistic arts

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