Jabiya Dragonsun - photographer poet

10/06/2021

Art by Eva Preston

A poem I forgot I wrote

Poem # 10062021

All those dream we dreamed
All those hot moments never meet
Meet outside of dream time

I dreamed us Queen and the power
The power given to those on a plain of spirit.

I dreamed you Black Queen with a vision
Of who we truly are in this dimension of space time and anything that's relative.

I'm dreaming us Black
With hands touching
Bodies close and sweating
Sliding to a passionate rhythm
With timing galaxies where stars
Go super nova.

And we touch
As sweat runs down our bodies maps we loved the wet, the sounds of our crying out of control with bliss
Our hands touching every kissable inch from head to everywhere before feet
And we cryout as we find our sacred space and experience more of life than life could ever be seen nor felt in the world of being awake.

I Dreamed us Queen
As we ran like rivers
As the Orisha smile
And spirits dance
Samba and funga
As we run like mountain streams
And joine as two wet lovers
Exhaling in a lake of calm

And we awaken so far apart
And remember where dream time is
Our universe.

08/11/2021

It's time to go home for this planet is not my home. I'll return after things human stop killing each other.

11/15/2020

I'll be marketing my digital paintings in a short while. Please let me know rather you buy or not what you like and or buy for someone else; please pass this on.
Namaste,
Jabiya Dragonsun
Enjoy

11/15/2020

A time to offer
Happy Sunday

11/04/2020

Enjoy this new collection. Good morning Nancy Ryan you spark my creativity everyday.

08/05/2020

Samson Note 10 +
Photos and than some Note 10 downloads.

04/24/2019

WHEN ELDERS DO
Poem # 09012013
By Jabiya E Dragonsun

When elders do, they fall in love
They touch and feel, make love like young mortals
Only dream of. When elders do, they kiss from head to toe and everywhere in-between,
Feeling passion run like mountain runoff, rushing downstream,
Joining and cascading as one, over waterfalls so high and joining, and crashing into mountain lakes, with
Sexual in*******se extremely surpasses all of passion’s or****ic overtures.
When elders do, the thought of each other consuming each other like food
Is beyond the s*x of youth and into the realm of God and the Orishas’ of love and passion, lust with
The freakishness of lavish s*x. When the passion of life comes to elders’ life springs forth,
Gives meaning to life and the curtly of youth seems not to matter any longer, or not so much.
When elders do, love falls in the right place and youth is restored as a gift from God and the angels sing.

03/26/2019

01/06/2019

First art of 2019.

07/09/2018

It's been awhile for me here and I am still with you. I am in a healing process at the time and more than above ground.

05/16/2018

Today I'm living where I please and magic is good with blessings.