You're Poetry

Mrs. Muse

"When was the last time someone ran their fingers through the knots of your soul?" 

When does the "fun" end and we reach for depth? When does the body count stop piling up and we connect with our partner? When does empty situationships get tossed to the side? When will someone run their fingers through your soul untying the knots to everything your heart is promised and deserving of? 

You're poetry... And I want to untie every knot to your secrecy intinamtely without ever exposing your delicacies. You deserve to be gently tugged, firmly hugged, and flaunted in the most humble of admirations. 

Someone can't recreate you. Your artistry is appreciated. Your boldness is loud but calm & every moment educates us with your flavor.

I'll taste your dessert for eternity. Grip your insecurities into purity. You'll remain constant in wearing love with certainty. 

I'm here to untie the knots to your soul. 

Parenthood

It's amazing... Human beings are so alike and so different. The ability to decide and focus our attention & diligence on what matters most to us. We prioritize our energies based on what we value. We will expound upon ideas that will grow what we recognize to be the potential area we believe will satisfy our wants, needs, and senses. Sometimes common sense isn't common until we are smacked in the face with adversity due to these same items that matter to us. Opportunity versus responsibility isn't a question of morals as its a question of a desire and will. Lack of will equates to lack of investment. I used to think people didn't understand value from my eyes. Now I'm convinced these same people simply don't share my values even if it presents itself in the form of definitive responsibilities. This is all about parenthood and living for more than just yourself. Peace.