Leanna Banana

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flowers at last

^{Posted by Leanna - Saturday, March 29, 2014 - 10:00pm}

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There are faces in the clouds.
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^{Posted by Leanna - Tuesday, March 25, 2014 - 9:23am}

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^{Posted by Leanna - Monday, March 24, 2014 - 11:36am}

I Dream

When the remainder of the World is asleep, I Dream that I walk on water, out to the island in the lake. I feel the Ghosts around me and their breaths on my cheek, I feel their fingertips in my hair and on my body, I hear their whispers. I stand there under the Moon and the Stars and I watch and I wait. I feel the Moon looking down at me and shedding her Light, and as I feel her Love, I am overwhelmed with Joy. I look to the trees in the distance until I notice a luminescent Being walking towards me. You. Then Roses bloom all around me; Roses in my hair, Roses in my Eyes, Roses in my throat and Heart and abdomen, Roses in the palms of my hands. More Flowers sprout in my groin, on my knees, on my feet. The Roses are Within me and all around me! I am a Rose Garden in my Heaven. When you approach me, I can only feel You. I only want to feel You. You come to me and You hold me like you do and hold my face in your hands, staring into my Eyes, wiping away my tears with your thumbs like you do. And Every Time, I’m so relieved to see You because I never thought I would see You again. You say, Baby, we know better than that, we always know better than that. I say you’re right, we could never forget about one another, not Now. Yes Baby, you say, this Love is all there is, and all that is supposed to be. You put your lips to mine and everything around me grows vibrant and hazy. We begin to Kiss softly, and as I melt into you, for a moment I truly feel You, and for a moment I am encompassed in Love and Light. That moment, whether it be just a moment or an Eternity, is enough to sustain me until the next night I Dream, dancing on water, to our Paradise, out on the island in the lake.

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^{Posted by Leanna - Sunday, March 23, 2014 - 10:00pm}

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Let Us Embrace Each Other, Odilon Redon, 1896
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' Maybe fate will lead us down
a path where we will meet again.
And then we'll both be free
to love anew.
Then one sweet kiss from your
dear lips
Will banish all my fears.
My darling, I have loved you
Oh so many years. '
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^{Posted by Leanna - Saturday, March 22, 2014 - 11:27pm}

touch me with your naked hand, touch me with your glove

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in

Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove

Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone

Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon

Show me slowly what I only know the limits of

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on

Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long

We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born

Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn

Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in

Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love
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^{Posted by Leanna - Saturday, March 22, 2014 - 10:13pm}

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“Another day…

Hubby waits outside in the alley staring in the direction of the street. He sits with the posture of someone whose heart is currently in the process of falling down some stairs. But the stairs aren’t even inside him. The stairs his heart are falling down are somewhere far away from the confines of his body. Just miles and miles and miles away. And you can tell this hurts him, this process of his heart falling down some stairs which are far away from the confines of his body. But you can also tell it’s not really the physical action of his heart falling down the stairs that hurts Hubby so much but rather the overwhelming distance from his heart. Being so detached from such a huge part of himself. Not to mention the fact that he knows once his heart is done falling down the stairs, wherever they are, and however many of them there are, his heart still won’t be inside him. His heart will just lay there at the bottom of the stairs. Looking up at them. Finding them beautiful. Wanting to fall down them all over again.

And over again…

And over and over and over and over and over again…”

- Adam
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^{Posted by Leanna - Friday, March 21, 2014 - 1:50pm}