Carnal Instincts
I want to sketch you into my memory
my fingers electric on your skin.
I want to taste the salty softness
Of the curve of your hips.
And stain each thought with the imprint
Of your nails down my back. -JC
Sunday, January 06, 2013
Carnal Instincts
Love Scene
Love Scene
Our love is not a love of intrigue and sport
It’s a painters brush on canvas
fluent in the curves of each others' lips.
And our love is not so demanding
But effortless and pure
A temperate silence of the first winter snow.
-JC
Our love is not a love of intrigue and sport
It’s a painters brush on canvas
fluent in the curves of each others' lips.
And our love is not so demanding
But effortless and pure
A temperate silence of the first winter snow.
-JC
Wednesday, January 02, 2013
I'm coming out of my cage and I’ve been doing just fine
I saw the above statue at The Art Institute of Chicago and I decided that I would look into it more because the name plaque caught me and how I felt I needed to look at life. The bottom is something I found in passing, but felt it would be best posted with the above photo taken by me.
This elephant represents "The Remover of Obstacles" and I think that is something I generally fight with. The letdown I feel with all of the obstacles life as put in front of me. I get angry because I feel like I’m getting more than my share of obstacles and challenges. Why me? I constantly wonder. And that is a selfish way to think. Everyone has their road to travel, their obstacles to overcome, and the difficulty of overcoming said hurdles relies entirely upon the person. One person’s casual leap could be another person’s tumble.
This year, I resolve to think big, talk less (or more in places I don’t talk enough.) I resolve to listen more, concentrate on what I need and don’t need. Rebuild the relationships I burned and learn to decipher the good from the bad better.
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