#kappler

Altro scivolone sulla storia patria. E, soprattutto, quante difficoltà e reticenza a dire le cose come andarono. La storia non si riscrive e a poco serve manipolare le parole per nascondere la verità. Alle Fosse Ardeatine si consumò uno dei più terribili eccidi del periodo di occupazione nazifascista di Rona che ancora era rimasta capitale dello stato fantoccio creato da Mussolini. L’elenco dei…

What Makes a House A Home?

    The warmth of your presence

Other occupants in the void

Of one’s empty spaces...

No matter what the structure houses your fragile body.

Portions of you hang in photos, posters, and the furnishings

That you choose or “add too”

The uniqueness of a living area.

However..without people to share this warm living structure with..

Emptiness and the cold can never be corrected

Nor the feelings of “ghosts of the missing..”

What makes a house a home?

My psychic energies are energized , warm, and strong

Signaling waves of physical feeling, warmth of a beating heart felt, and erotic moves exchanged.

Though miles apart, we are physically and in soul, together.Real. 

Our blood flows through our veins and we appear to each other as our bodies sweat and touch is fused and cannot be changed.

The lightening sounds as we make love over waves so real

Sensual rhythms so bold and understandably near

we fuse together.

Real love and the desire for one another satisfied

as the remote seduction pleasurably brings our bodies to wet and desired climax

Forever.

We long for our lives to become just as fused as our psychic bodies..

we know the attraction is here...

we both climax under a huge yellow moon....

as destiny dictates the night of lust and also deep love

between two people from two far away places

Sweat draws full and near...

Our hearts begin to swoon....

as we celebrate our need and wanting for one another

in pure exotic form..

we are now physically and soulfully an art-form alike no other..

The ritual of the senses is a fire that rages on..

Until we return to our originating soul’s taken up places....

We know we never need to feel alone or deep in separation from our bodies..souls...and love..

For we can fly, at will, remotely to greet one another as our eyes

lock

“I miss her! I miss her!”

I fall to the ground..as well does heavy tears

“The Hummingbird IS Gone!”

“I miss it’s visit and song”

where does one fill these empty halls

where this girl made her voice boom for so long?!

Even though it was not yesterday that the evil ones took her from the world

I became the Joker... My anarchy and laughs

Were forces ,now, to unfurl .

He reminds himself to spread her legacy through your own artistic hand

True love filled a once empty heart.

As well as music’s wedding band.

I must do my best to spread my words, her messages, from her songs

In my pages of Photos,Sketches, and Poetic Verse

As her spirit smiles, next to me, arms around my neck...

She hears my soul and heart perform in every moment

of my artistic strength that my pen or music starts to rehearse.

Human

We all bleed red The life-giving substance which glows from foods of strength and beautiful sunlight upon our heads. Details are but pages in history's and suspicion's books which people investigate due to insecurity.... Self-pride hurt before So good things are not expected to be of what they seem... We need to express the feeling instead of acting on impulses leading to cut-throat paranoia and hostility. Mistakes are natural.. Unless the person didn't notice his effect on the other.... unless questions are asked and emotions are shared, as they are in the heart, and not building a selfish wall. Humans try to be who they are unless they allow corruption and the intoxication of Quick Snack filled power to feed their Hunger and Frustrations.. As change does not just coin in a pocket.... they are corrections of the noticed negativity slip of the footing of another's natural way and redirecting them, selflessly, to the right way to their health and stronger department. Like a department store We offer much for people to buy Hard times can harm what defective items we wish to place on discount in the front of all With a sale's mask behind their protective walls.. Returns can be made.. Try and fix the item purchased at first... Instead of filling anger or wrong felt deductions in or of what is in their true market of their souls.. If true, they will fix their sold products.. Work hard to keep what they have bought from others and have seen from true and clearer eyes Instead of swimming in a circle as a lone fish   in a habit - filled fishbowl. Seek from the source Need the source Enjoy the source Of the parts of their life's book of information that is a big and broad park their work with another and feelings have shown in a true light is a "ranger." Don't become lost or lose a person due to reading "outside these lines" As humans, we form a bond through intimate research As anger, hurt, and being tired from misunderstanding make us thirsty and can lead to dangers.. We must stop at "compromise's and Opening Listening Ear's" "Rest Stops" To fill this dry and empty thirst in relations Filling the dry and water draining energies of quick separation or judgment's deeply harming weapons Through, mutually, grabbing a drink as we find our future in this forest of care and standing as "Human," dosing fiery thirsts. with a rest and slow enacted interaction Becoming two fishes in that fishbowl in both merging life's department store chains and swim, forever, in true and healing synergy.