I am no longer funding
The luxury of familiarity
It has cost me too much
And offered questionable ROI
I am only entertaining thoughtful investment
In quality platonic companionship
For those interested in applying
Limited applications are being accepted
A nonrefundable fee will be assessed
And a thorough background check performed
I reserve the right to cancel the requisition at any time
And invest in my own peace instead
-gws
He was a brown-eyed boy
Freckles on his cheeks
He shared his gummy Coke bottles
And always picked me to play at recess
He was a little misunderstood
But not by me
I saw him as kindred
He helped transform the gray playground
Into space ships and fantastical landscapes
It didn't matter I was an icky girl
Or that he was a yucky boy
He was comfortable with me
And I with him
My heart broke when he moved away
I never meant to lose contact but we did
We found each other for a minute
Just after high school
He sent me a letter and a picture
A man's version of the freckled face I once knew
Adorned in dress blues
I think I responded too enthusiastically
I never got another letter
And my heart broke a second time
I hope that wherever he is
He is happy
A brown-eyed boy
With freckles on his cheeks
Sharing gummy Coke bottles
With someone he loves
-gws
Crave deep and honest conversation
Sit with her
Like a blind man tracing her face
Run your curiosities
With careful deliberateness
Across her mind
And allow her to do the same
Lean into the exchange
And let the world fall away
Spend the night in philosophical repose
So you may greet the dawn
With your souls on fire
Make evenings like this a ritual
This will light a fire in her blood
This is how to woo a poet
-gws
I read, “and in the end, all I learned was how to be strong alone.”
I disagree.
In the end, I have learned that living a kind and authentic life earns you connections with good people with big hearts who are willing to catch and hold you when you fall.
Strength cannot exist without vulnerability. You only have to be alone if you choose to shut the world out.
Be willing to be vulnerable.
Be willing to ask for help.
Be more willing to receive help.
Build a loving village.
You don’t have to be alone to be strong.
Being alone is a choice, not a consequence.
-gws
We may not be a match in this life, but damn, does your soul see mine as if it always has.
-gws
Sit with me
Speak to me of
Philosophy
Art
Spirituality
Poetry
Sexuality
Share with me the
Beauty of your experience
The intricacies of your dreams
Tell me how lemons taste to you
Describe to me the complexity of scent and flavor
Of your whiskey
Invite my deepest curiosities
My darkest dreams and desires
To sit at your table
As you dine upon every thought
Savoring each exchange
Like a finely crafted meal
And I will do the same
Join me in unguarded honesty
Lose yourself in focused curiosity
Paint my soul with meaningful words
Excite me by challenging my beliefs
Without burning them in shame
Or drowning them in judgement
Stay here with me
Suspended in the silken web
We have woven between
Infinite synchronized heartbeats
We have crafted a spell from
Two souls orbiting each other
Do not let it end
Until the sun greets the world anew
Watch my lips as I speak
With your eyes burning with hunger
I will meet you on that threshold
Captivated by your mouth
As you share your inner self
In a verbal strip tease
I drop the last of my pretense
At your feet and wonder if you noticed
Now the little distance between us feels too far
I am all too aware of my body's pull toward yours
It feels inevitable and I know you feel it too
The spark of radiant connection that captures us
Words slow then stop
Only body language remains
Plump lips
Flushed skin
Fluttering lashes
Subtle smiles
Unbreakable eye contact
Goosebumps
And all from a conversation
The best kind of foreplay
-gws
Say the thing Make it awkward For we never know when the final fickle Fate Will wield her scissors and snip a thread from our tapestry Forever severing a connection An action that cannot be undone "I love you." "I miss you." "I care about you." "You are important to me." "My life is better with you in it." Whatever the thing is you feel SAY IT And let it go Knowing that you have released love In some version Into the life of someone you care for in some way We are fortunate to have our lives Woven with many threads But as gently as we are entangled together The severing and unraveling are inevitable Sharp and severe We will have loss But we do not have to have regret Say the thing Make it awkward Only Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos See the grand weaving of our lives How each chapter of our lives will unfold And how and when those varied chapters will end Within those pages we are gifted with the opportunity of choice To give and receive love with the others in our story Say the thing Make it awkward -gws
Shiny people are full of charisma And trouble Artists and musicians Poets and dreamers Hawkers and cons All dreams and lack of substance Spending time with them Submerges us deep within their intoxicating fog of personality Their attention like sweet, cold water on a hot day Being in their orbit is so all-encompassing That it's easy to forget how destructive their gravity is Leaving us burning bright and high Then burnt out and freefalling to fiery impact in the blink of an eye We think they take the oxygen with them when they leave the room And we willing hold our breath for the look, the smile, the touch That leads to madness As we crave the drug made flesh That is shiny people -gws
You treat me like a beautiful mind Asking my opinions Exploring ideas You invite me to engage in discordant conversation And uncomfortable curiosity You bid me to think deeply To test the boundaries of my beliefs You ask me to pull you down rabbit holes of rumination Neither of us sure where we will be lead Yet both of us excited for the journey We discuss, debate, and discover We challenge, and question, and deadlock Always honest and vulnerable Open, curious, and safe Exchanging thoughts and perspectives With the utmost love and respect And I thank you for every luminous minute -gws
When my roots are nourished The fire at my core ignites The light returns to my eyes As my soul flares bright with renewal Colors become more vivid Flavors more complex My pupils dilate The world is exciting again Enticing again When my roots are nourished My mind becomes expansive Filled with possibilities, curiosities, and wonderment My blood sings universal mysteries into my ears As I become wholly seated in my body So that I may experience life Amongst the tapestry of human sensations When my roots are nourished I crave deeper connections My need for physical touch grows Primal energy infuses my thoughts and dreams As I desire to experience the universe on a spiritual level Burning across the sky in an explosion of sacred energy Enlightened and sated and complete -gws
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