homemade apple Moonlit Dreams ~❥: girly girl
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Showing posts with label girly girl. Show all posts

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Haiku Poem~ Corseted♥

tightly bound she loves
the feeling of a cinched waist;
purely decadent.

January 4, 2014~ July Jennifer ♥


Monday, January 14, 2013

After the Circus

The circus finale has harmony
and common folk have parted ways.
Animals are taken in.
Favored essence they endure,
bountiful from ruin and misfortune.
They are genuinely beloved.

Her name is Helena.
She is other than a Goddess.
Ebony tresses
and skin of golden velvet,
she is the dreamer.
Her feet are exhausted.
Years of dancer intimacy
are exposing effects on delicate skin.
Tattered ballet pointes
tossed in the corner of her gypsy wagon.
Cinched corset in ruffled pink
adorned in dazzling stones of glass
takes its promenade
in her armoire of exquisite.

Ella Fitzgerald, "Summertime"
spirals out of an aged music player.
Undressing and tinkering with her charms,
she promenades dreamy.
Candles flicker,
captivating the cottage with aglow
and a sweet ambrosial fragrance
of Jasmine
encompasses the air.

She releases the allure
of her raven hair
illuminated with golds and reds.
Incandescent water
filling her divine retreat.
Timeworn feet drawn;
toes beckoning into the water.
Sweltering;
nevertheless in delight,
she finds her solitude.
A light of the day escapes
into a euphoria
of radiance and tranquility.
Enveloped in elation;
dreams come into her,
a reverie of a dancers heart.

 January 14, 2013~ July Jennifer ♥

Thursday, January 3, 2013

My Secrets Lie

There’s a new boy in town;
his scent of salty sweetness
and eyes 
that of a vast sea
burns through the depths of my heart.

His touch is a soft memory,
fresh upon my skin 
like a hot summer day.
A kiss 
of fervor and rapture
enfolds a desire of profound yearning.

There’s sand in between my toes
and a light fragrance lies in the air
resembling that of plumeria heaven.
A moist heat radiates my skin
and a sense of vulnerability 
pushes through my soul.
Tugging at my heart strings.

He rides on a set of waves.
Our hearts meld into one;
not through a simplistic touch
yet through the eyes of two souls.

Separated once;
two souls found each other
through the stars,
through the pull of the moon
and that vast sea.

Two lost souls;
bound by dancing lights
broken apart
and love was lost at sea.

November 22, 2003~ July Jennifer 

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

My Little Skittle♥

She's the sweetest little pea, with a perfect little round bottom and dimples that will melt your heart. 
She followed me around like a little darling; 
I would dance and this sweetheart would follow, 
I would cry and this angelic soul would hug me, 
I needed a friend and this precious creature would be my companion. 
Her giggle is infectious and she continually makes me laugh;
she is always ready for any shenanigans I have mustered up. 
We shared skittles. I get the red, purple & green; she gets the rest. 
We shared childhood memories; 
playing pretend, dressing up and being silly girls. 
She comes with a Princess disposition but don’t let her fool you, 
she has the strength of a vigorous tiger and a heart made of tenderheartedness. 
I admire her. 
We have the sacred bond of sisterly love, that bestows warm fuzzies in my heart.
Above all, 
we have a love that evolves into heartfelt memories that bestows love upon my heart. 
I will keep her locked into my heart.
She will always be my shelter;
my confidant, 
my secret keeper,
my memory maker
and forevermore baby sissy.

April 1, 2013~ July Jennifer ♥

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Amore, Amour and Love

I have an anecdote to tell. It is full of lovers, little mysteries, heavy hearts, anguish, desecration, exuberance and many moments of L♥VE. I will dance around this journal blog from my history past to now with the in-between. I dream you will follow me...♥


My favorite word~ L♥VE. I am conscious of this word on an everyday footing. I've cultivated this one fleeting word into the depths of my spiritual being and long for prosperity. The abundance of one word is the relic of my vitality and I fancy such an essence of a simple phrase. I'm not saying it's transparent, we know that. It has many allusions and comes in many altered manifestations. Entwine with me as I saunter through my reflection of my forgone growth, in this moment of present and my dreams of the destined. Lets travel together, souls touching and cultivate one word~ L♥VE...

with love~ july jennifer