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kiana (♥ємιℓу, ωнιтєωσℓƒ♥)
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Female - 55 years old, Smoky Mountains , United States
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Sexual Orientation: Straight/Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single


Updated: 2016-04-02 11:30:14 pm Viewed 4,110 times Likes 1

 

 

 

 

U we tsi a ge ya ha wi ni ga li ha ha wi ni  a do hi 

 Daughter deep asleep within forest.

 

A de lv u ne ga u do sv no e hi ga lv lo a ma I u ne ga  wo ya 

 

Silver moon sky winter white dove

 

 I was born under this moon!

THE BALSAMIC MOON or WANING CRESCENT MOON phase (316d-359d) represents the end of the karmic round. The mature plant is ready to let its seeds blow in the winds until they find a spot where they can grow on their own. In an existence marked by this phase, the individual is concerned with wrapping up old projects and loose ends. A powerful desire to rectify the misdeeds of the past can lead to preoccupation with memories of bygone days. Such reminisces may be an unhealthy obsession, or they may enrich the soul with the essence of garnered experience. At the same time, one may look wistfully toward the future in anticipation of a new karmic cycle and a new purpose to be undertaken under the coming new Moon.

 

i am a dancer, dancer for free , am a writer of many things, my heart is not for one to torture but to love and to nurture. Most do know me very well and some of them will do tell of just how sweet this girl can be and knows just how to make men pleased.

This is a taste of some of my writing 

As Leland looked out at the sky he saw a red tail hawk flying high, and thought if it gets close enough he could take a picture so he waited and waited and just as it got close enough he snapped a picture. Just then as he took that picture he heard his poppa stretch and wake up but not to disturb his loving wife he slipped out of bed and said how long you been here and just where did you get that camera? Giggling, I got it down in the gift shop poppa, I wanted to get a picture of you and momma sleeping together because it was a Kodak moment. You didn’t son, yes I did poppa, you don’t believe me ask the nurse she will tell you. So as Leonard proceeded to the nurses station, the nurse looked up and said hello sir is everything ok, did you have a good sleep? Confused, Leonard looked down and said everything is fine. Say did my son take a picture of my wife and I sleeping together? Yes sir we thought the two of you looked cute together, Kind a like a Kodak moment you know?

Otter: Jan 20 - Feb 18

The Otter is Unconventional

The Otter is a difficult Native American animal to understand. They follow their own drummer and shun conventionality like the plague. They are creative individuals who are often misunderstood. The ideas of the Otter are usually quite brilliant but are subject to misunderstanding by other less imaginative Native American animal signs.

The Otter is far ahead of the Crowd

The Otter doesn’t think like everyone else. Their imagination and creative flights of fancy take them beyond conventional thinking into a realm few others can go. Because of the quick wits and out of the box thinking of the Otter others tend to see them as air heads or fools. This is a big mistake as they are usually far ahead of the crowd.

Good Times and the Otter

Friend and helpmate

The Otter can be the very best companion you will ever find and a valuable helpmate.

Good qualities

They have a multitude of good qualities such as honesty, concern, courage and sensitivity.

Bad Times and the Otter

Reclusive rebel

When things are not going their way the Otter will often withdraw from society and become a reclusive rebel.

Destructive

This state of affairs can be destructive to the Otter and those around them.

This is so me in every way

 

 

Survival

Darkness falls upon the ground 
And stars light up the sky
Nothing can be seen for miles around
Not even a breath or a sigh
Stands strong upon the hardened ground
Her feet not feeling any pain
She looks around to see what isn’t there 
Feels the dew or is it the rain?
Draws her hands up to the sky 
Are you there almighty one
If so I await for you tonight 
Please , please will you come?
Rescue me from this darkened world
Make me your rain princess up above 
Take me with one swift swing of your sword
Bring me to your home where we will make love
Kill the

 

 

Midnight Rolls
Dark is the night she travels through
No more fears not even a few.
Hunts for a beast to give her food
Then collect the best that is the blood
Saves it for a very dear friend 
Who will always be there till the end
Sometimes she see’s him sometimes not
But that doesn’t mean she has forgot
That’s something that will stick in her mind
Even if someday she does go blind
Be willing to come for one to see
She’ll run the land so wild and free
Someday he will come for her soul
But will he find her, one never knows
He’ll hunt her down by her scent
Won’t give up for It is totally meant
For them to be together for she is his mate
No other soul can take her place.
The day never see’s them in a park 
The night owns them as they own the dark
Trinityhowlingun
2/04/2015
12:48 AM

 

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She Howls
Leaps and runs through the woods at night 
Looking for the one famous site.
Her eyes are sharp and see clear around
Nothing hurts her paws as she pounces on the ground.
Others will follow, try to keep up at speed
But none of the others will step on her feet.
She’ll race with the wind clear to the top
When she reaches the top she’ll totally drop
Look to the east and check out the moon 
When the others reach her they will be totally swooned.
Lay there beside her and howl up a storm
She howl there with them till she is warm.
Fall fast asleep till the next morn
Begin her new journey and go back home.
trinity howling sun 
Aka 
    Carol L. Solomon
           12/18/14
           4:10 P.M.

            anadeloquasgv/alenidohv/anagalia/tsilvquodi

 

 

The Fallen Night
Running, running to get away
Trying to find what it is they say
Deeper, deeper in the woods she goes
Will she find it or will there be foes?
She doesn’t know what will be there 
For all she see’s now is nothing but air
Running, running till she finds what she needs
Jumping over tumbleweeds
Stands upon the biggest boulder 
Looking back over her shoulder 
Deeper, deeper into the fallen night
Wishing for wings to see in sight.
Upon her back like a angel true
Knowing she found what she wanted too
No more running deeper into the woods 
For she now will find all her goods
Now she hunts with all her skills
Making sure she fulfills
Not wanting more or less, just right
No more into the fallen night.
Trinity howling sun 
Aka 
Carol L. Solomon

 

Do Not Tread upon my Ground, Will chase You Off with my Growl,IF YOU Come to play with me thats all a start but do Not take away My Heart ^_^

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