homemade apple Moonlit Dreams ~❥

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Summer Day

In the distance transpires a home
which resides within her heart.

She surrenders in a laced hammock.
One leg leaping over
resembling that of a graceful ballerina;
impelling gently
at the soft earth beneath her foot.
Sunlight peeks through the willow tree
that drapes overhead like a whimsical fortress.
Apapane songbirds
harmonize their morning melody
and a whispering of the leaves
dance within one another.
She stretches out
resembling that kitty curled up alongside her;
both felines soaking up that brightest star.
In this palace,
delightful dreams evolve into existence.

In the distance transpires a home
which resides within her heart.

February 20, 2013~ July Jennifer ♥

Sunday, February 17, 2013

I think I'm "nesting"♥

This is my form of "nesting"...

I can see a near distant future of my life.
It involves a hammock, a little bungalow set in a tropical forest back drop, my kitten Chloe and the little Bella, a garden green house abundant with dancing butterflies and flowers that make your soul sing. There's gypsy furnishings, a room filled with poetry, painting mediums and a dancers delight of mirrored walls. Music always spirals through the bungalow dancing to the tune of ocean waves not so far from this retreat. An old porch adorned with potted flowers, a swing under an ancient tree; sunlight dancing through the tree tops and him...

A daily occurrence involves tea in the morning on a porch made for retreat, a visit to the {home of greenery} so water can bring more life to our bountiful nutrients. I paint, write and dance. We meditate, we stretch and we just live with love in our hearts. We cook together, we cuddle and we dance with our hearts singing. We make love in the moonlight, we rest in an aged hammock and we laugh. 

This is what my body yearns and thirst for. I can feel this energy through my soul. I can hear the sea calling my name. I am so close...

Friday, February 1, 2013

Our {HeartBeats} as One

That night,
outside of your bedroom
the ocean set its waves.
In the moonlight,
for which we made love under 
many nights;
kindred devotion
affirmations were made
surpassing any pull
of the crescent.
Vows,
made to be kept hereafter.

Fragrance
of honeyed crisp aroma
infuses the air,
the sea surf
colliding the sandy shoreline
serenades the heavens
and a sweet whisper
echoes in my ear.
Your hand glides
into mine
and you declare;
"our hearts are beating as one".

That night,
under the moonlight;
the moonlight that cast its shadows
willingly upon our haven
bestowed remembrance inside my heart.
Memories were locked of promises;
promises made under the stars,
at that waterfall,
at that hidden beach
and in those moments of ecstasy.

Secrets unveiled;
a key, 
in the form of the crescent moon
is lost at sea.
Once untold anecdotes
radiate though a heart
that was once made from a wave.

February 1, 2003~ July Jennifer ♥

Haiku Poem~ Nature Beautifully Wrapped♥

you are a Goddess 
of profound beauty, I shall 
honour your essence

2012~ July Jennifer ♥


Sunday, January 27, 2013

the Lover, the Dreamer and the Dancer

Love; is a simple treasured word that rest inside of her heart.
She fancies more than {one} and in that, from the depths of her soul. She longs for free love with her suitors; envelope them in her world. Unify into harmony as their bodies freely radiate and burn with passion.
A kiss with loving vulnerability burns through her femininity; light and dreamy yet unending and intensely.
A love of entirety entwines as {one}.
Strong hands pulling through her auburn hair, lips tenderly biting and a delicate touch of the lips over the curve of her back; leaves dancing butterflies inside of her.
A love, that can only thrive into euphoria.
A love, that can hearten inside of your essence.
A love, that breathes and dwells inside of her.
She captivates her lovers; she fornicates through the tips of her fingers, through her butterfly kiss, through her reverence.
She is a tempest of a lovers retreat. A tender passion that can set one's heart upon; a desire that transforms you into the dreamer.
She pulls you into the illusory of her.
She is the Lover.

Set in her heart of tender devotion, she dreams of poetic delight.
Garden house set in back, bountiful of Earth's treasures and orchids dancing in the light; she dreams in certainty. She perches in a painted room of wine colored walls and gypsy adorned furnishings, a melody plays its sonnet while she dreams; one of a vintage dreamy disquiet.
Fragmented memories of the bequeathed come into glimpses.
She dreams in harmony, translating dreams into poetry.
Echo of ocean, setting waves only moments outside of her cottage; she writes. As her kitty curls up beside her she dreams of yet another twinkling. Was this her symbiosis foregoing, or is this the destined beckoning?
She dreams in ethereal, she dreams in vintage, she dreams in love.
She is the Dreamer. 

A floral sweetness precedes the air; "Fade Into You" surrounds her embodiment. Antiqued porch; in the hammock outside of her cottage she was dreaming.
She arises to a fresh glow upon her face and sand in between her toes. Tousled hair tossed eagerly into a bun and a white dress drawn close to her sultry body from the oceans heaven.
Delicate nipples peeking its way through a tightly fitted form and sun glistening on her wet skin; she promenades to the sound that captivates the air.
She dances in the moonlight, in the rain, under the brightest star; the sun.
She dances from her spiritual being; engaging love to the notes that saturate the air.
Her dress is raised, puddled feet and sunlight upon her moon face, her body delicately pirouettes. Arms upheld to the heavens, she can only be vulnerable; only to Mother Earth she unveils herself.
She is a goddess of dance; spirituality enters the very essence of her being.
Through this; she loves, she dreams, she dances.
She is the Dancer. 

January 27, 2013~ July Jennifer ♥

Thursday, January 24, 2013