Ethereal

It only gets sweeter,

Like aged wine, old bread, and rotten fruit.

Its the spoiling that makes it sweet,

So spoil me until I’m weak.

Paint the words of my soul, through your eyes, inspire.

For your perception of me, is the knowledge I desire.

Be i the black mamba to your heart so damn lethal igniting instant sparks.

Call it love at first sight, like star gazing from the planetarium at night.

They say you’re only as strong as your deepest scar.

And only as loving as your softest laugh.

Full love no halfs, lets take it further than to far.

So dear please be as gentle as a feathers touch and as strong as a monks oath of silence.

Because, it only gets sweeter.

Like aged wine, old bread, and rotten fruit.

Follow my murmurs into an escapade of euphoric routes.

Be open, mind.

Be loving, words.

Be clear, eyes.

Peace & Love Always! 💋

By: J. Peters 🔥

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Detox

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You can tell a lot about a person just by how they talk,
See more when you have less to limit your thoughts.
How slow is a person who’s perception is a blurr.
Living day to day in fear
thee maybe is worse than the truth
Anticipating the worse for greater use.
Where to go when your heart is less amused.
People huddle to talk about another, fueling their inner fuel.
To belittle one shows your truth, lewd ego stroke from another’s doom.
It’ll just leave you catching the fire of their bad karma soon.
Be careful what you put out there to grab.
Detox your mind of toxic trash,
Positive motion is needed to prevent a crash.
Living through the stormy past.

by: jasmine aka beyondalleyes