Wouldn’t it be enchanting if pixie dust and fairy wings could fix all our broken dreams?
JESSICA WILDEWouldn’t it be enchanting if pixie dust and fairy wings could fix all our broken dreams?
JESSICA WILDEThe sea calls to me – she promises to set me free, it’s tempting- losing myself in her vastness allowing her to swallow me whole, beckoning me to make her deep darkness my forever home.
JESSICA WILDECider and candor and cranberry kisses, firelight dancing – lowered inhibitions, our eyes caught up in intimate moments, soaking in these cinnamon-spiced secrets.
JESSICA WILDELost journals are steps back home, like the mending of broken bones, like scars that act as patches to my soul, like the measurement marks on my mother’s wall that show just how much I’ve grown.
JESSICA WILDEMy mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
JESSICA WILDEI know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.
JESSICA WILDEWhen winter withers – my bones begin to thaw, my lungs crackle as they expand, and the blood in my veins start to flow and I awaken from hibernation – hungry for happiness and eager to let go.
JESSICA WILDEAnd the world seems just a little bit warmer, and the sun shines slightly brighter than it used to, and the days pass differently than before, and time is no longer stuck in a loop.
JESSICA WILDEWhen rules don’t make sense, ask questions, break barriers, rise above it all.
JESSICA WILDEExpanding like the universe, I discovered galaxies within. To break glass ceilings: Breath in trust, exhale doubt-beckon bravery.
JESSICA WILDEYou hold a piece of me I will never get back. Be even tender.
JESSICA WILDEFireside and free, tangled up in curiosity, dripping in holy honesty, drawing in pure ecstasy, exploring possibilities – a cabin in the woods.
JESSICA WILDEUnderneath the stars, the weight of living dissolves – releases, breathes, be.
JESSICA WILDEHere I am again, chasing shadows, as if I’m peter pan convincing Wendy not to grow up – I’m waiting for you in the between place. Dreaming and never quite awake.
JESSICA WILDEYou break everything you touch. Why was I surprised when you broke me too?
JESSICA WILDEI hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.
JESSICA WILDE