Master Teacher
Baby, who taught you how to love? Loss… *written by MAJH
Baby, who taught you how to love? Loss… *written by MAJH
My heart expanded I followed my third eye because there was no obstacle in acceptance of who I am I saw you. Fully. You exposed your flaws to allow me the space to say no. But I couldn’t. I submitted because I felt no fear. Only excitement. No questions. It was effortlessly easy to consent … More July 19, 2018
It took about 32.53 seconds after the call disconnected for her to realize her life shifted permanently and she would always be after and no longer before. And was that call really 37 mins and 17 seconds? Would the omens not leave her alone? 3, 17? Could these numbers hold any more significance for her? … More Unguarded Thoughts
Every imprint left leaves an ability to create new memories and reshape my synapses to fire in a rhythm with the pulse of your breath as it becomes slower and deeper As your breathing shifts from images created by my words vibrating to an orgasm imagined, but unfulfilled.
You never professed that I was yours Never made my protection part of your daily engagement I was the black bag spinning around the carousel Everybody checking, turning me over and flipping me around to see if I belonged to them Belonging to everybody and nobody Never claimed
Center it. Be particular about it. Your awareness of me Instead of post, post, like, post, phone, post, walk, like, like, me, love, smiley face, love, post Be a participant in my energy So when I tell you, I’m emotionally empty you don’t respond “Ok cool” because you missed it with your comments, IG photos, … More Undivided
I knew I would miss you before I said goodbye. I knew I would spend the night crying and listening to her sing “I won’t pretend.” I knew all I wanted was your voice in my ear while my arms held you and to kiss you good morning. I knew I would wonder if you … More Tu me manques
I was smiling When your words made the first cut effortlessly I felt no pain when my skin opened I didn’t feel the scalpel going deeper past skin then muscle then tissue Until you reached a door buried deep inside making me aware of its existence And shined a bright light across all the cavities … More Exposed
“You linger in my mind every time I talk to you,” he told her on their last marathon phone conversation. Since they spoke on the telephone so sporadically, and saw each other in person even less, she knew he meant what he said as fact. But… He wounded her. Deeply. That’s why she had him … More Lingering…
I know that I have been slacking on this blog and I apologize. Many things eat up time and space. Here is something I was thinking about while watching the fireworks last Friday. Do I want my love to be like fireworks loud explosions of color announcing their arrival to everyone ooooohhhh, aaaaaahhhhh oh how … More Fireworks