Honey dripping inside of me. Much more than sweetness. What you taste when you kiss me. The swirl you remember when you eat me up. My viscosity won't allow you to forget. A small taste will spellbind, lost in my rib caged like beehive.
Karma makes it clear to all that encounter it that every good you give and every good you do will boomerang and every evil you wish and every evil thing you do never leaves you behind, it never forgets your name.
Loving you is a mystery. A place where predictions aren’t clear enough to even imagine. You are a place I can’t forget even if I tried to overwrite it with another place or another face. They may say love is everywhere and can be found in anyone but anything like this is only understood when … Continue reading Loved Truly
You came to me like a thief in the night. Stealing from me my peace, my sleep and even my body. Numbing me and depriving me of continuing my path to recovery and regaining my self love, my power. How this was possible, was not clear to me until I began to realize that I … Continue reading Reflections
Once the page is filled layers of pages, filled with more, fall upon us. Every page is written using a different hand. Different ink. Different style. Different feeling and different words. Just because you put a period at the end of this sentence it doesn’t mean that your story has ended. – Samantha Mia The … Continue reading Period.
Who I Am "Because it is in fact better when you crumble. Your pieces are different and different is BETTER than ordinary. " - Samantha Mia Samantha Mia I was born April 12th, Samantha. I was born and raised in Bronx, New York from Puerto Rican descent. As a child I felt free, happy, had … Continue reading Deep into “The Rolling Soul”