Words

Words.

Filthy word

Strong word

Powerful word. 

Word about love

Word about fear.

Words of trust

Lust?

Word about creation

Creating a new

Beginning? Ending?

Words are such amazing things. 

Changing

Designing

Building

Destroying

Defining? 

That one is hard though. 

Somethings

Undefinable?

How 

One uses, chooses, and combines 

Words

They define them selves

Intentionally or not

 Word 

Even now these words

As I write them

They hold true power. 

18 months

I have not blogged in 18 months. 

There wasn't a point.

Now it's winter. Bitter cold and snowing. There's more warmth now in my life then in all my years before. 

 

Something changed my soul. Turned it to a shiny blue color. Warmed me up in my frozen world. 

Like fire. 

This warms me. 

I'm afraid to want through the inferno. 

Drawn like a moth to the flame.

This. 

What warms me. 

Inexplicable. Rare. 

I must have this, It pulls me it.

The need for it.

Unimaginably real and starkly gripping. 

The gallantry, a must.

Where this came from? 

                      I haven't the want to ask

Something unlike all others.

Forged of loss and need.

A real woman.