Fear of the Unkown (Becoming Known)

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Scared of Safety
for 06/15/2011

Newly old dates
Carrying new weight
New thoughts
Old emotions
Hating the fear
The fear that seemed to be overcome
This same day
Years ago.
Now a new yet familiar
Voyage to Atlantis.

Fresh and new
Refreshing; I knew
Right.
Away (it went)
Walls down,
Seeing clearly for the second time, but
New fogs lifted.
(I knew fogs lifted)
Eventually.
Old pains healed by seeing through new panes.

You know me because
You know You.
Your soft touches like
New blood running through my veins
Creating my heartbeat
Anew with each moment.
With You
Each word is like
My unconscious thoughts awakening,
Spoken through Your lips.

Once bitten, but twice shy,
Somehow I am twice bitten but
Somehow not shy.
Not shying away from excellence
The possibility of
Positivity.
Happiness.
Light and love and laughter;
It is not You I am afraid of.
You I trust.

I fear how real this is-
How real it could be-
How reality could be
So much better than
I forgot was possible.
All the tears
Are nothing compared to
This feeling-
This wonderment
(Wonderful wondering).

Isn't this what We all
Yearn for?
I've learned not to run from safety.
I've learned how wild safety can be-
How safe the wild can be.
I don't have to live on hope
With You.
I can live-
Simply live.
Simply be.

You've told me.
You're scared.
Scared of my safety or
Scared of my threat is
The real question.
Will You be happier
If You don't discover
The answer?
I won't.
Only You know.

So I bare myself
I'm on the line
Edging
The thin line between
Love (only love) and
Hate (of the unknown,
Of possibilities so great-
So perfect or
So disastrous).
Cross.

Your heart
Is as safe
In my hands as it
Is in Your chest.
Love should only ever
Expand your life.
Expand your soul.
I can't limit You.
I can't limit me.
I can't limit Us.

You know me because
You know You.
Each note we hear-
Each chord-
No discord, but
Beautiful dissonance.
You love unresolved resolution.
The unanswered possibility.
Will this be music
(You cover my eyes for)?

Eurema nise

Still Flutters
written 06/11/2010

The Mimosa Yellow butterfly lies on the ground
Like a bit of pale yellow tissue paper
Caught among the blades
Of grass,
Alive, yet still,
Silent.
Like thoughts of you,
It entered my day
Suddenly,
Unexpectedly-
Beautiful, delicate, and natural.
Just like you-
Your heart-
It is an untouchable thing.
As much as I may want to,
I cannot hold you.
I can only hold
Onto my thoughts,
Memories, and
Deep wishes.
The wings of the butterfly
Gently flutter
As you once made my heart flutter
With a single kiss-
A final, unrequited kiss
That still flutters.
My heart lies.
On the ground, like a Mimosa Yellow butterfly-
I am still.
Caught among the blades-
Alive, yet still.
Silent...
Still...
Fluttering.

Rusty...

It's been a long while since I've written any poetry or at the very least since I shared any... Ignore or be kind, please. :)

5:28 am
written 05/31/2010

I awake to you-
Not next to me,
But ingrained in my mind-
With me, but not with me.
I rise.
My thoughts of you rise
Like the Sun in the East-
Daily,
Regularly,
Predictably,
Consistently.
As natural as a breath,
As steady as a heartbeat,
My thoughts of you,
Giving life
To my passion,
Awaking my brain.
Electric with possibility,
We live-
If only within me-
Souls expanding with experiences-
Purposeful,
Potential.
Kinetic,
Our energy a beautiful positivity.
Unexpected,
Unvoiced,
A beautiful secret
Not fully known even to we two.
But
We two,
As two,
Can, too,
Be.
Happy.

The DiVA Diaries

Beginning my journey into the Blogosphere has been a long time coming.

Sure, this blog is for me-an outlet to vent, to muse, to rant and release. But it is more than that. It is, from time to time, a way for me to give insight into my life to those who might find it interesting, or at least amusing.

Even the darkest, saddest, and most serious of subjects can be ridiculously hilarious if the story is told right.

So, beginning now(ish), and from here on out (well, whenever I feel like it or get around to it), here will be my written contribution to feed our shared "fascination of the abomination."

Let the DiVA Diaries begin...