Quote of the week:

"I myself am made entirely of flaws stitched together with good intentions"

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Undefinable

Every line has a beginning and a end
Every square has corners and finishes
Yet I refused to be defined
I am one of the chosen circles

Undefined by time and space
Lost in translation and definition
No one word says who I am
No start, no finish
Rather a continuous bout

I am one of God's chosen vessels
Complete and whole
I am one of God's chosen people
Delivered from his soul

Who am I?
What makes you special?
Resounding questions
Unspoken words
Etched in the minds of the simple

Nothing sets me like the rest
No one knows who I am
Never confined to this dimmension
I am undefinable to all

Never to be limited by boundaries
Never to be imaged by a name
Lips unscathed by evil
An effortless, timeless dame

Infamy
Notoriety
None of these can satisfy my aptitude
Change my attitude
Assist my altitude

Who am I?
Who are you?
Why are you a prisoner of mankind?
A picture of conformity and normality

I am merely who I am meant to be
A child
A woman
A student
A leader
Maybe used to describe
All to them but not of one

Yet
It's never that simply
So in my ascent to greatness
I shall simply be
UNDEFINED!

Much Love,

Nella

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Passion

Come to me my beloved
That I may feel your being
Sense your presence
Taste your reality

Fire ablaze in your eyes
Scorching stares seething through your skin
Virgin lips yearning for release
Pull me closer
Draw me near
Fulfill me with tumulting embrace

When temptation's kiss
Is placed upon thy lips
Our fates are surely sealed
Forever entwined in a lingual dance
A palatable embrace

Lips pierced by cupid's arrow
ImParting such sweet sorrow
My yearning envelopes my desire
As I search for the source of my unquenchable thirst
Thirst for pleasure
Thirst for joy
Surrendered to your will

Don't let go
I'm weakened by your touch
A slave to your warmth
A prisoner of your love

No!
I don't want to be freed
I've come to far
Let me ride on this wave of desire
Arrive on the shore pleasure

Slowly distance separates us
Gravity stops our ascent to the heavens
All that is left is raw, unfiltered energy
And a surmount of unspoken words

Slowly you become only a daze
A dream-like figure
I can no longer make out
And just like that I'm awoken
Awoken to the reality afoot
Arising from the dreams of pleasure
Back to the daze
That is the present

 Much Love,

Nella

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