Cosmic Collision

He paints me every night, our own version of the starry night, made out of my cries of passion and moon shaped scars of desire softly connecting the swirling red galactic marks left on my body to create the constellation titled ‘devotion’ planet of two uninhabitable by all creators us two. he sings to me…

Self Accountability

Part of becoming aware is understanding what we’ve done. Growing through experiences, and maturing through reflection. Throughout our early stages in life, we aren’t fully aware of our actions and how they affected others, let alone how they affected us. Our words were loaded Our anger pistols Our dismissive attitude and self-absorbed ways were blackholes…

SOUL

I hope that today you can look at your reflection and understand that there’s more to you than what you see.  Gabriela A Tejada     Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

Hyperthermia

I’m scared to fall in love again. I’m terrified of free falling into the red abyss of vulnerability and acceptance. The thought of allowing you in while I’m still trying to see through my cracked heart hurts prematurely maybe it will never hurt but the phantom-like waves of drowning wash over me as my body…

Shades of Poetry

  Every light emits a shade of feelings Every building a new story Every life another universe.  Why?  Because my City is poetry.  Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

Undressing my Conscience

You held me tight as you walked me to the mirror slowly guiding me in front of me now staring back is my reflection.   You asked me What do you see I smiled and in my most authentic self I expressed that I saw deep brown eyes holding novels and supermassive black hole galaxies….

Around My Neck

“I only need to close my eyes to feel the whispers of your love on my neck” … And that’s why I would wake up every morning with my eyes closed. The Goosebumps would always start slow, sneaking its way down from around my neck and traveling south, the same path that your slithering tongue…

In The Air

“ I only need to close my eyes to feel the whispers of your love on my neck”…  Love, a four letter word that for so long meant absolutely everything to me,  my entire universe in a world of many galaxies.  Now, all that is left is a black hole of disillusion.   I lived for…

Slow Walk Home

I felt though what vibrated off of your soul and into my pores, I felt each drop penetrating my hard walls of fear, each vibrating wave coursed through my fingertips to the center of my being as your eyes held me afloat. I guess I felt it too hard because I became addicted, needy for…