Poppy Seed

Can this poppyseed become my rose?

Is our sun bright enough to let it grow

I'Il water it every day, will you take turns to nuture it?

its funny how a simple thing can bring life to a flower 

It's truly beautiful how a guy like you can bring hope to my soul 

There's no complexity in this flower until I asked for it to become my rose

But the rains won't allow it and it's essence won't ever smell quite like it, a rose that is 

I guess red beauty won't stem from us, the poppyseed I mean,

I cant recall how many times I've planted this poppyseed and waited and watched it only become what it could

Nature's appalled at me for wishing maybe my magic could change it, I wont deny that its partially tragic, the rose that is 

It never existed at least not here, but I swore this poppyseed would bloom freely to a rose, if we'd just loved, why didn't you love it?

the rose, that is. 

What gets me going in the morning

Freedom to Love

As many tears that fell from it- it wasn't love

The many marks that bred from it- it wasn't love 

The pain mentally and physically because of it - it wasn't love 

Unwritten, Unspoken, and Forced consequences don't make it love 

In so many ways we try to find, solve, and remake love the way we believe it should be. We want it when its not there, when we think its there it isn't right, so we try and fight for our love' the way we think it should be. But if we take the time to be vulnerable and it let happen as it should, imagine how beautiful life would be. Of all the heartbreaking I've felt and done. I'm closing my eyes to let love guide me. Its steps may be shaky or may be far. But in the end I'll have reached my destination and love will have found me- not the other way around 

"Love is patience and love is kind" 

Let love be this and only this and when it's not have the strength to walk away. 

Did I mention that...

Time has a funny way of finding me

A way of coming around when I couldn't hate it more 

And leaving when it's all I need 

I've seen it watch me silently and mark the day as though each second was an eternity

And in the most beautiful moments, take my hand and lead me as though it were the end of existence 

Oh time, how you know me so well 

But don't understand me at all 

You've slowed down every fall 

And saved me from the ones I've wanted to take 

The ones where love was at stake 

Shaken up my world like the 89 earthquake

During my creation, why couldn't you pause my sensations, speed past my temptations

And let me delve in the ecstasy of an eternal connection, with another soul's erection 

I've began to think this is why beautiful movements are so precious 

Because in them time becomes reckless

And we act on our urges to feel the things that can only be  limited by time 

But that exist undyingly in our minds 

The Past Tense of Rise: When the tides rose

When the water was too fed up with disappointment

As the wind became filled with bitter enjoyment

The Earth's movement had been inflicted by another

Creatures in the sea swore they'd never succumbed

To Pain, False love, and Agony

This was when its soul took a turn for the worst 

The sky gave up on kissing its face with blue madness

And the sea's reflection was no longer that electric true magic 

Hollow and chaotic waves became tragic 

And this was when the tides rose 

Silence became louder than any word ever spoken 

The clash of clear water and thick wind was love's token 

To lash out on every time its heart had been broken

Tides rose as high as the face of the white clouds

Lover's fell, Lover's killed, and Lover's revealed their intentions proud  

Secrets, Sins, And Obsessions

This was the day the tides rose 

Hey Love

I've already cried for you

I'm ready to die for you

Let me tell lies for you 

Kiss you when it hurts cuz its good for you 

A simplistic job for you  

A complex place for you

In my heart  

I, under your wing  

Care for me 

Fly sky high with me  

And finally when we reach the heavens love, 

Live long beside me

Lust Can't Become Love

Trusting that faith heals all wounds

Like the nourishment of a baby from her mother's womb

Time will heal us

Time will heal us

And time will heal us 

Once a beautiful soul

Now withered and hardened

Is becoming that soft rose again

After giving away so much, now finally, bringing some of it back in

God is nursing my wounds

And I, making mends 

As I approach a confused soul, 

It starts to begin 

You ask me why I'm celibate 

And I answer.

You finally understand.

I can no longer be touched so openly and willingly 

Giving my whole being to you

Creating a space inside of me just for you

With the worries that

This will not lasts,

Walking together wont always be on the same path 

I can't scream for you, knowing one day I wont even talk to you

Make eye contact with you 

Steal a kiss from you 

I cant lock hands with yours holding you as we share unspoken desires knowing 

You don't see me having a child with you

Sharing my life with you 

This body is a blessing and isn't obliged to share

Unless that sharing is with a man who honestly cares

Maybe by me telling you something about myself, this will tell you something about you

See,I desire a man to be my soulmate, to be my lover, share passions without it being a sin

Share my beliefs, learn and love together past days end

But If I have to walk this path alone for years, I will

For It is better to have never loved at all 

then to have thought lust could become love. 

In mind

Keep me in mind even in the worst of times

When darkness has began to rule over love’s sublime

Ponder how I am and if you’ve stepped through my mind

Even when another woman’s love has treated you un-kind

Don’t forget my touch and how I would cling to you in sleep

Remember where’d I’d lye on your body

As I let my deep secrets seap

Out of my mouth and into your mind

Please don’t let me be forgotten with time

I, still think of your laughter

You, still make me smile

I, will not tell a lie

But I was in denial

Of your affect on my soul

I with you, was more than whole

Please remember the feeling

We shared when we kissed

Remember our minds finding eachother in love’s abyss

If you never want to re-kindle the fire

That burned chaud within us

And still warms my entirety past this day

Please just don’t forget us

And…

If you are so lucky to find love in due time

All I ask is that you keep me in mind

Dance is my ammunition and at this moment I am on a mission 

To delve into a fresh transition

Leaps and jetés no inhibition 

Pirouettes ridding my inflictions 

I move like a sand goddess in a storm's ambition 

Yes, this is my ammunition

New, fresh beauty, 

Can't see through me 

A second look 

Wont tell a soul 

Never have I felt so whole 

Strong back, holding my portabras and pain 

Grateful for this life, taking no movements in vain

I dance, I breathe , I own this stage

This Stage of Life. 

I, and no one else 

Took my hand 

I stop, look around, and bow

Dance is my ammunition.  

A Woman

Petite

Strong

Soft

Gentle

A Bronze Gift 

Skin kissed just enough by the sun

Curves of a African Queen

Thin like a Native Goddess

Her eyes are the opening to her soul

She opens them trusting and wide 

Her Beauty Mind and Spirit 

all entwined 

She finds herself always smiling

even when she cries.

And yes she's cried, many times. 

Loved, hated, envied, and admired 

Her body dances like falling leaves 

As they play and flirt with the wind

When she speaks her voice is one you'll never forget

At times, she is misconceived but prefers to be misunderstood

Her intentions have always been for the best of all

A woman blessed and tested 

Her soul has yet to say its rested

Her time has come to become the one

The one who pushes through the pain

and holds God's hand through it all

There's no doubt she'll go far

A woman 

A daughter

A sister

A lover 

A dancer

A friend

Gloria Nichole Pécot