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ABCs of My Queen poem

Just her…unfiltered pain, smile wiping the image away. Higher like the priest made…standing holier than the demon slayed. Powerful in the belief of me. A balance as perfect as earth’s tilt from disaster, in a blink. It’s her, the one they’d misunderstand and play. Unbeknownst to them, nothingness wills their ways…no energy for it. A cycle like and infinity 8, a thousand times more resiliency than their agendas could pay. Just her making her peace, with all the flaws and lessons she reaps…convicting aura of unconditional rays, vibrating light-years into the paradigm of self governed space….she is everything she said she would be….Hearttress…the heart collecting mence, gaslighting greatness, intellect, and beauty in her name…
By Hafina Jones aka Hearttress
May 7th, 2022
“ABCs of My Queen” Coming Soon

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Poetically loving me

Growth

Decaying love
Eating itself for growth
Like a rose out concrete
Always coming back from the impossible
Not looking for validation or affection
Just strength and the courage to love again
Living solid.
Loving me first before I every leverage my heart again
Auctioning my pain as art
Flipping my negatives to positive
Looking straight past my non sense
And embracing the silver lining
Caring with intent
Observant with purpose
Perplexing how the paradigm of the mind can be your own demise
Your decision
I chose forward
I chose me, myself,  and my seeds
The ability to grow while empty. 
I chose optimism and my own ignorance for bliss.
I chose self love as my happiness.

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My Fantasies

You want to know my fantasy
It’s deeper than me
Someone who prays with me then meditates with me and makes love to me . Knows my needs
Explores my body…
My all in one and I’m his everything
Like Wilson sees Ciara
Someone already looking at me and see their forever.
Someone ready to open up in every way
So honest with me even if I feel pain. 
Holding my front back and sides
Sexual desires then activate
When we’re one
My fancy thrives internally…

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Random….thought

Every man that I ever loved thought they were rich but it’s just me… you don’t to have nothing…enlightening…..!!!

Fading horizon…silver – aligning!!!

-Hearttress

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After the Break Up

As a woman you naturally get wrapped up in your man’s dreams, and lose sight of your own and who you are. You end up in a space where you mentally and physically have to start over. You have to figure out who you are.

Then as brave as you are… to turn around and love someone else again or the same person and they repeat the same pattern is pure abuse. Do not lose yourself trying to love him better. Make sure you keep your dreams on the table as well.

I know this happens to men too but I can only write from a woman’s prospective. This isn’t to bash any gender. This is a post make people think and be one with their partner and keep themselves too so relationship it self is built on a healthy foundation.

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Truth is…

I could never leave 

But I will let you live

 A whole lifetime without me

Lost at your own discretion

Never to mention

The energy, I’m gifted

Never alone sweetheart

This is my preference.

I am sitting on genius

I don’t have time to listen

Ignorance is a bliss

So I choose my intelligence

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Reliving Him

Stuck in my mind

Embedded in my heart

Leaking from the pain 

Getting comfortable with being apart.

The way you looked at me after making love

The stares 

You should see your face

The way you kiss me so perfect

I’d suck the love out of your lips

The spacing out

Dreaming about a moment I wish could happen over and over again. 

The small talk

The way you me pulled over, to lay on your chest

The moment you said stay a while 

And I knew I couldn’t take it

The sound of you coming

Your voice and commands

The way it felt perfect

Even when I look at your head in between my legs

The soft grab near my throat as you thrust inside of me

The passion in your kisses

Runs through my entire body

If I could take that moment

And live it over and over again…

I’d do it with you

Just to keep you here with me time and time again

Reliving the love

Making between me and you

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Becoming…

Passionate kisses 

Formulates this compassion I been missing

Kind of healing

With some amnesia 

I start forgetting all my problems and everything that stresses me

Like your lips are my holy place

And I can feel in every kiss 

You’re blessing me

Rising more than my high to climax

I feel you 

Kissing and licking around my lips slowly

Opening your eyes to see

It’s me 

Kissing like a beast gently 

Leading me with your hands

This tight hold you have on me

How can I forget this feeling

As we collide at this opening 

I ask myself do you mean it, like I do

Is this moment everything like I’m thinking right now

Like we want to eat each other 

It’s the wanting

Of you inside me and you wanting in

Kissing our way into  love making…

Mixing ourselves within one another

Gracefully becoming one with a kiss