LTMQ #2 | I’m not Her anymore. Period.

Golden Strides upon metallic stilts like a Lion’s Teeth drifting in a steady wind across a petrified playground. 


A distant,             a sweet residue

she is,

one— I can no longer visualize in my dreams.

Yet, still, I feel the rhythm of that wild and bewildering heart thump:

a hare of purples and speckles of gold—leaping, no galloping like four hundred horses through a darkening forest overrun with an array of lovely or deadly enchantments—all dancing with visions of being one and the same

once again.


once upon a time I was.

today, I am no longer her.

Peace, Love, Namaste & Jahla Kings & Queens ♥


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