ANIMA ANIMUS

My body called you this morning, I woke to a room full of breathe and I swear, I tasted your scent in my mouth.  My eyes were blurred by the gifts of your form And my cheeks, fully stretched. You know how I can't draw a cup, right? My fingers had written in hieroglyphs Each of my fantasies all over the sheet and each period was you.  You once called me a performer, And all I heard was the only audience I needed.  Last month I didn't dial your number once And I haven't read any Art of war that prepared me for that.  I don't smile each morning lately and my demons are seated on each face I meet, But your smile in my memories cleanses me enough to still catch some sleep I had a difficult night at the bar yesternight. But the 5 minutes I spent On the spot you once placed your beer And with entitlement you inquired 'Why don't I love you anymore?' Washed it all away. I don't remember my deeply thought through well structured answer, But I

I have been going through a lot of reflection lately, I have major changes knocking everywhere I turn and soul searching has proven to the easiest way to find answers. I am deeply concern about my consciousness to my connections with others.When my spirit has been wounded I have realized there is a blur from the beauty of each being around me.  So it’s a beautiful morning with the sun rays blasting through my window, I put my book down and cross my legs for a few minutes, am at meditative state, taking deep breathes, when I allow my mind to wander. I end up at a new contact I made on social media, a basketball player doing beautiful things in the world. I dive into thoughts of my first love.  Once upon a time, there lived a young girl who just joined high school. She found her first hiding corner during orientation day at the basketball court and it’s safe to say she spent 4 years on that sport. Pun intended. I was in love with every part of it, I wished for nothing but to o