leo roar toward the moon…

i still don’t know what to say.  the embers of passion are burning me up and i feel ecstatic with no outlet…but with tons of outlets…writing. painting, friends, music.  outlet for the specific passion is not present.  grist grist grist.  furiously writing on the red wood bar.  ignited.  oh why even write this?  i am so frustrated!  i could burn a galaxy to bits with my gaze.  simmer down.  breathe.  listen.  there are only open doors and waves that crash upon shores.  hanuman, jai!  saraswati-raddha.  venus in pisces.  loss of boundaries.  sensitivity on the rise.  effervescent lack of compromise.  amber and vanilla.  lime and coffee.  lit up apple, the oracle into nothing or something vital.  can’t tell…nonsense from real.  cryptic lines kiss.  i love you, what is this?  tarot cards show me what i feel.  dreams reveal what i am afraid to admit.  medicine bag hefty and legit.  notice how that’s the new word now?  legit?  too legit to quit was once a song sung by that guy with baggy pants. remember?  they come, they go, images and melodies not in anyone’s control…until it is…and he sings the names of love.  thirsty for the names of love.  only.  steeping in the vital essence.  love.  so mote it be.  moon in leo, this is…