Queen Quotes

  We twisted those beautiful moments with bitter words and shattered our reflection. Neither you or I can justify the war between 2 beautiful brains   We took those precious memories, and stomped out any light left in a deferred dream. Can you tell me the reason for our season? What lesson did we teach each-other that we haven’t already seen? Was I not humble enough of a women did you not accept my apologies. Do I frighten you? Are you afraid if you gave me your best shot, I wouldn’t shoot back?  It would have been better for me to turn down my intensity. I used to wish there was a way for me to tone it down, but I know now that it wouldn’t really be me.  To not question your intentions or the reason why you raise your voice at me. To listen, to watch, to feel so Carefully.    To question all things that come my way. It wouldn’t be me to be so care-free. I wanted to stand by you because I seen you searching for placement and your heart was aching from always being on your sleeve. I see

  I won’t fall my love. I know you are with me even if we haven’t met in this lifetime on this 3-dimensional frequency.  Please don’t forsake me, as I’m going through this spiritual cleansing. Too many souls attaching to my fragile flesh reaping the light that shines from me effortlessly. At times I feel the urge to cater to them and set them free  But I’m only human, just a women, trying to do right in a world with tormented souls, held prisoner by the master of deceit I pray you hear me, through your conscious I am what your 3rd eye sees. 2 worlds apart but some how, some way, we will be. We will be as one like Adam and Eve.  Or maybe I’m a dreamer with a fabricated idea of romance, maybe there is no you, maybe love comes by a twisted chance. But the    optimism that there is some one out there just for me brings me peace.  I can only hope there aren’t too many lonely nights left for me , and one day my love will rest his head on my pillow and join me to sleep.  I think of my kids I

I was standing in stardust with you, my love. I embraced your shortcomings, found comfort in your flaws and laid down my boundaries to hear your heart.  Me and you both bold, hardheaded lovers cut from the same worn clothe. My headache and my medicine all tied in one. My mysterious man, the one who speaks with force, who loves me but not enough. Who turns me in and out, my soiled roots trying to gage  through the reach of your flaring snout. I desire you. My prideful gem, who turns me on, with intellectual exchanges, cute smirks, and a hint of blush from my mind piercing remarks. You turn me on, your energy bouncing all around me, levitating me to places  unseen.  Oh but how you turn me off. Your ego doesn’t leave any space for me. You deny me,  crushing my spirit and leave me completely drained. You put me on trial, and give no option for a reasonable penalty. My redemption could never be fully paid. You left me with no choice but to stay guilty.  My friend, my love, my twin flame you