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Speak the words that ignite the flame
and without flinching, nor a sideways glance
though my heart does tremble, for you I wait
as your fire prompts my feet to dance.
In painful consummation my voice may wail
and down my cheeks tears leave their trail
yet I will trust in you forever without fail
your fire strengthening my heart so frail.
Though mortal fear seizes my hopes and dreams
and I cannot see what is after the end
the light of your fire is a lamp for my feet
the consort of pain my teacher and friend.
Oh search me, know me, and cleanse me with truth
fanning passion for your purging fire
all my pearls and flaws too, I lay open for you
I will stand still in the judgement and not expire.
For your strength I desire, and your heart I require
all that makes me your own
keep me alight with your flame of life
so much glory to me have you shown.
May I be counted worthy and true
a jewel set in your crown
through trial and turmoil, wickedness and strife
may all my words be a pleasing sound.
My earthen vessel I’ve emptied, now offered up to you
fill it to overflowing, and send me out into the night
a quest for my King, a message to man
my battle armor ready, I stand willing to fight.
I close my eyes and breathe you in
your face is all I can see
I invite you inside, my lord and king
rest your fire upon me, make known your decree.
Though shadows fall, and terror descends
I stand here before you, I will not flee
steadied by your words, I will trust in your love
as I watch and wait for your glory.
~ Celeste ~
The smile on my face falters and vanishes
like the sun chasing away the remnants of morning mist
The shattering of my heart inside my chest is a searing pain
a terrifying audible sound in my ears…….
The cold, empty room banishes any lingering warmth
I had left to feel,
my warm body traded for the coldness of a corpse.
I stand there and stare at you
the shock of your words vibrating through my bones….
There is nothing I can do to stop the panic I feel
my breathing so harsh it threatens to consume me in blackness.
At this point I could turn and walk away, but I can’t
I am rooted to this very spot,
afraid to take my eyes off of you….
afraid you will disappear with the blink of my eye.
How could you turn on me like a venomous snake,
an unthinking, unfeeling beast?
Have you come to destroy my heart and soul?
Was it your plan from the beginning to steal away
the biggest, most vulnerable part of me?
Righteous indignation now swells to bursting in my veins….
my eyes narrow and glower at my target,
fueled by the raw, aching wound of your betrayal.
I am now an unwilling captive of of this torment…
yet you stand there unscathed, unharmed and unaccountable for your actions.
I tremble with rage as I walk toward you,
but freeze before I can strike out at your face…..
I am gripped by the very love I have for you,
the love that is now a perverted, twisting plague that I know will devour me if I cannot escape it…..
It isn’t fair…..
It isn’t fair…..
You give me that small smile that used to make my knees weak
but now only makes my guts clench, making me ill….
For I know I shall never turn in my bed to see your face again
smiling at me like some beautiful angel
as the morning sun shines through the window on your face…..
No…..I cannot forgive you….not now, not yet…..
and no I cannot accept you back into my arms,
though you say you are truly sorry and profess your love…..
Where did this get me before?
What will come of me now?
Though it kills me and goes against everything inside me,
I turn and walk away…..
Away from the one person I ever loved more than life…..
My mind knowing I must get away to protect what is left of my heart,
to try and seek healing and somehow survive this…..
My heart begging me to stay and pull you in my arms, to comfort you in your regret…..
I falter in my stride away from you and turn to glimpse you
one last time…..
But you are not watching,
you cannot even look me in the eye.
My heart twinges in pity and love for you and I hate myself for that…..
Just when I feel I will go back to you,
I turn and run as far and as fast as I can,
not daring to stop or look back again…..
I WILL SURVIVE….
~ Celeste ~
There is a song that is written just for me
I hear it playing, crooning so beautifully
it strums over my heart igniting my soul
restoring the passion my enemy stole.
Sizzling sound waves lap me in sensual lush
my blood pumping forth in a dizzying rush
purging my mind from worldly dissent
cleansing a heart that was utterly spent.
The melody ushers in delightful sensation
worships my body in it’s godly creation
with me sharing secrets that have never been told
my hips sway in rhythm to a ballad of old.
At one with the music that graces the night
I dance with my heart and all of my might
conjuring the elements in breathless desire
all the earth burns for a taste of my fire.
I dance here below but am joined with the spirits
their presence so close to mine I can feel it
I am ushered into their ravishing power
In return my euphoria on them I shower.
~ Celeste ~
Oh muse, my muse
where have you gone?
Without you I become mute
my words are withdrawn.
An empty sheet of paper
and pen in my hand
I sit and wait to hear
and try to understand.
But the words are locked away
shut up and sealed tight
My mind in constant struggle
just to get one sentence right.
Not feeling like myself
from empty paper I look away
a tear of frustration slides down my cheek
my thoughts too battered and frayed.
This empty paper
stares back into my soul
is it there just to mock me
my despair it’s only goal?
Oh muse, dearest muse
I long for a touch
I need the release of my words
I fear this is just too much.
A prisoner of my own tongue
Oh where is my creative spark?
With wings it did soar and left me behind
the light in my mind has gone dark.
But I guess it’s times like these
that I’m forced to contemplate
to examine things that need tending
till words return to a mind abate.
So it’s not only the destination
the importance of the journey I now see
I just needed some patience long enough
for my spirit to sing and guide me.
Now it’s not just an empty paper
but a canvas to hold words of gold
a masterpiece of my choosing to create
a story of love from my pen to unfold.
Right here and now I know
my muse did not me leave
she quietly waited inside of my soul
another journey’s lesson for my heart to believe.
This was NOT in any way edited. This song played as I wrote, setting the ambiance in my environment….. Here goes…..
All encompassing, a buzzing in the chest and mind,
the body as in post coital glow,
the nerves played as musical notes that hum throughout in discordant harmony,
settling over the body in a blanket of warmth,
swelling the heart, losing the spirit,
breaking open the stony dams that withhold the strength of deep rushing waters……
A terrifying humility that comes in the presence of the culmination of all things,
a reverence so deep the pressure forces one down, dropping them to their knees…..
Fear and adoration whisper through quivering lips,
hearts cry out while trembling bodies press low their chests and cheeks to the ashes scattered along the hardened ground.
I just adore Stevie Nicks! Here are two of my favorite songs by her….been listening all morning……I get goosebumps EVERY TIME I hear these songs….they are just phenomenal and I love them…..Turn it up, sit back and chillax…. Happy Monday!
When fear nurtures scorn, evasion belies
the truth of the muse’s heartfelt cries
erecting fragile walls in turn
what sweet bridges were now slowly burn.
In sluggish form my steps retreat
shame hangs the head and drags the feet
silence devours, feeds the soul’s endless screams
demons torment the sacred place of rest and dreams.
A chord of pain escapes and drifts through the night
a desperate prayer uttered with no strength left to fight
seeds planted with no warmth to grow
dies in the ground with no life to show.
Behold the garden of weeds and lies
no more see the blooms reach for blue skies
Twas here we made our promise and spoke our vows of love
our orchard now neglected, echoes cries of mournful doves.
The heavens turn gray and she opens up wide
forlorn, I stood there in the rain and cried
prayed in vain for the water to wash away
the painful scourge of love betrayed.