Indigo Sistar

Bright, mystical, supernatural Spirit...
You bear an earth core depth that you exposed through the windows of your soul
I see the genius in your struggles against the norms of society,
as we share a commonality in the life circumstances that we behold
But in all these daily battles that you handle so gracefully,
the indigo is unclothed with your escapes in your creativity
with effortless drive and a vision of a prodigy
you always exert the next world wonder at home or on the go,
you spill a rainbow on canvass
and the brush becomes the medium for the indigo to unfold
your vision is colorful, loud, soft, melodius, eccentricly practical,
what you see is deemed impossible by those who don't know,
but as your indigo sister I bask in your wisdom, your brilliancy,
your accomplishments are inspirational, an end to my creativity's demise
the world's conception is that we are odysseys
yet you know how to understand their blindfolded eyes,
Cus naturally when they have never been to China they cant understand or see anything but the shape of the peoples eyes...
that's the beauty of you and I
we know how to kiss the sky...

The World In My Room

Peek through the crack of my humble little room,
So you can see my souls desires to walk the dirt roads of the world,
Youll see colors in every corner that brighten where I stay,
I don't discriminate any shade,
I love them all,
They play a major role in my nights and days,
In my abode there's greetings that express my love of cultures,
With eyes open and a sharp ear theres a voice that welcomes from all the walls,
Namaste, Buenos Dias,
From India to Peru...
Inti Raymi on the wall reminds me of the land I was born to,
Sparkling jewels from Cuzco,
Pristine silver in a hand carved box that holds pounds of foregin charms
that complements my wrists and shines up to my elbows...
The shelf on the left holds blue and red Venetian masks,
That signify the land of my descendants from the past...
Elephants from Jaipur roam my desk,
leaving a trail of fortune on top of my scholarly mess,
Each blend with the parade of cultures in my head,
A pyramid from Lima made of quartz, onyx, tiger eye and jade,
It beholds a mysterious power,
I consider it a rare accolade,
A hamsa on a bracelet that protects me from the evil eye...
I pray for a bigger room so I can fill it with worldly relics before I die,
I yearn to roam the earth and steal a piece from every corner,
so I can merge it with my room and dream at night that I visit every single border,
One day soon I'll build a room huge enough to hold my dreams,
but for now I feel complete until the day that I have enough money...

Our First Encounter

It was the style in your step,
The echo of your scent,
The magnetism of your swag that wrapped its magic around me,
It shot sparks that allowed me to plan our first meet,
You stepped down to the dance floor confident and enticing,
And danced to the music with your eyes glued to me,
I told my girl "push me into him NOW",
Because loving your mind and not loving your body would have been a sin somehow,
And the right time was now...
You welcomed the bump with your heart racing to me,
You embraced me with delicacy, yet my waist blushed to your powerful hands that were silently seducing,
Up close i discovered  the famous cliche became valid,
"Love at first sight",
It was the first time in my life that it seemed real
It's like I knew you forever and am still enslaved by your appeal
Cus the more I looked at you the more my blood flushed
You brushed up against me but my hands did the push
The sex in your eyes was overwhelming for me to fight
Even dancing with you was pure ecstasy and delight
From there the chemistry became a ceaseless explosion
And your eyes penetrated my mind and caused mouth watering illusions
Your calling was stronger than a seductive command
Then you took my face in your hands and kissed my lips with yours,
I travelled through mystical places with my eyes closed,
Your touch whispered to my soul that you knew what you were doing, 
Like I was meant for you only,
Like I was your woman
Everything slowed down
The music became distant
The people became a blur
The only two were you and I
Making love in our minds
Submerged in our first encounter...
While building memories that will outlive our time

Emilia

Emilia,


As humble as you are, I must make you blush for a moment, because even your humility and modesty stir up hurricanes of admiration for you inside me.
Your beauty is unmatchable and remarkable my dear Emilia,
Beauty has managed to seep through to everything you touch as impossible as it may be deemed,
A smile from your precious face is like a winning lotto ticket in my hands
It's the reason that I'm happy to be alive , a reason to celebrate my heart beat,
For everything you've given me is so eternal like the number 8,
It's positive and strengthening and something no one can steal from me, for example the most valuable things youve inherited to me such as my morals, values, that are like the strong roots of a grand tree,
unbreakable, thick, subterraneous roots of spirituality,
literally not visible to the world, unless dug up and exposed but nonetheless they're there and in every angle of my life it shows,
but this faith you've planted in my being is the equivalent strength of all united 7 continents armies,
And I know that if I wasn't born to you as your grandchild, I'd be incredibly different, so you should know now and forever that I profess my love to you to the four winds and that I pray that from Peru you can hear me.

Animal

If there was energy left in me I'd regurgitate all your venom,
And feed you some holy water to shield your soul,
Your persistence on the trivial details spew nothing but chaos in the air...
Why do you keep me here?
Wouldn't you rather shed your old skin and slither with a new coat?
Explore the numerous prey that are waiting for you to expel your nature on them?
You would feel renewed and energized and prepared to seize your days
And never worry again about the fox
that i seem to convert to.

Haiku of Mini Me

The little one grows

Her tooth fell out today....

You know what that means

Sister From Ties of an Enigma

I met you by chance...a mysterious kinship we continue to explore,
We know not the answer now, however our telepathy keeps us connected to forevermore,
The comfort in your guidance has inspired me to understand,
To grasp all the problems as work of arts in our hands,
Your presence is so fitting,
So endearing like a kitten,

It's when I hear your voice, dear Anabel,
that my worries approach a vacation,
Your unconditional shoulder to lean on,
and ear to chew,
I have a million things to get your opinion on cupcake, better late than never, you always come through,
It's just the gaps of time that tend to ferment,
All of the details I always seem to forget,
Don't disappear for so long dear sister,
You're exposing our bond as an unimportant subject...
It's our mistakes that help us connect.
Through your successes I've saluted a toast,
And through your failures I've learned to never regret,
Since it's been our failures together that we've been eachothers net,
And I see your spiritual evolution so far my best friend,
That has segregated me from the ordinary crowd and even from their intent,
You raised the bar so high for the epitome of a friend,
I softly shifted you to my blood
And find your virtues as inherent.... until the end.

Outcast Corner

This little corner over here that radiates a tender warmth and covers me so dearly
Protects me from all the shadows and saturated clouds that try to protrude my space
The nurture that this corner allows me saves me from society's disgrace
I look to the left and know what to expect
A solid wall, vertical, erect
I look to the right, it stands beautifully upright and mirrors the perpendicular corner that horizontally house me
I look straight and see too much
Overwhelming openness that I'd rather not be a part of...
I am so cozy over here...
I fall in love time and time again with this familiar vortex of mid captivity
They don't comprehend the unimportance of the spectacle they live in
Shallow superficial conformists...
Their party I'd rather not attend