No more can be said
Now and forever
You are my sweetness
My light, my daily bread
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Pillow
Beneath your blue pillow
Dreams do come true
My needle, my thread
My patch of red
Your eyes, as deep as,
The ocean blue
Then, I whisper back to you
Your eyes like blue buttons, all brand ne
Dreams do come true
My needle, my thread
My patch of red
Your eyes, as deep as,
The ocean blue
Then, I whisper back to you
Your eyes like blue buttons, all brand ne
Asylum
Padded cells or silent bells
a brief disorder for brick and mortar
The empty walls are closing in
I shall not be moved
when I hear
the steady beat of
the pendulum swing
The stormy sea
crashes inside my head
Rolling hills are daffodils
A lonely place with mended walls
a brief disorder for brick and mortar
The empty walls are closing in
I shall not be moved
when I hear
the steady beat of
the pendulum swing
The stormy sea
crashes inside my head
Rolling hills are daffodils
A lonely place with mended walls
Thinking
Thinking
Without blinking,
Prohibits
Smoking and drinking
However,
Connecting and linking
Relates to
Sailing and sinking
Clearly,
Your recommendation
And ongoing
Investigation,
Permitting
The documentation
Be submitted
And approved
By the king
Of nothing
Thus, creating
A void
In the process
Of critical thinking
Without blinking,
Prohibits
Smoking and drinking
However,
Connecting and linking
Relates to
Sailing and sinking
Clearly,
Your recommendation
And ongoing
Investigation,
Permitting
The documentation
Be submitted
And approved
By the king
Of nothing
Thus, creating
A void
In the process
Of critical thinking
Pride
Foolish pride
Now, stand aside
Waves crashing wide
You feel the tide
Go deep beneath
Your dreams, inside
Oceans singing
Oceans crying
There is a quiet place
Where this heart resides
All made of water,
These ocean tides
This water flows
Through my thirsty soul
This time, I know
There is an ocean
That dwells inside
Now, stand aside
Waves crashing wide
You feel the tide
Go deep beneath
Your dreams, inside
Oceans singing
Oceans crying
There is a quiet place
Where this heart resides
All made of water,
These ocean tides
This water flows
Through my thirsty soul
This time, I know
There is an ocean
That dwells inside
Color My Soul
Purple wind blows
Brown trees bend
Blue waves swell
Gray tides end
White clouds roll
Green sea of mountains
Rise, again
You color the earth,
The moon and the stars
Do you know
What color you are
You color me with this
Heart of gold
You shall not forget to
Color my soul.
Brown trees bend
Blue waves swell
Gray tides end
White clouds roll
Green sea of mountains
Rise, again
You color the earth,
The moon and the stars
Do you know
What color you are
You color me with this
Heart of gold
You shall not forget to
Color my soul.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Mountains
Strong, firm and steadfast,
These mountains
Shall never fall nor
Shall we falter,
That sense of purpose
These mountains
Shall never fall nor
Shall we falter,
That sense of purpose
Ocean
An ocean wants more
More than the ocean tides
Sacred body of water to ensure
Strength and power, gaining more, inside
Breaking waves and barriers, as we explore
Bringing your soul towards this peaceful shore
More than the ocean tides
Sacred body of water to ensure
Strength and power, gaining more, inside
Breaking waves and barriers, as we explore
Bringing your soul towards this peaceful shore
Inspiration
I feel the heat
of your bright eyes
as hey look at me
melting me.
I wish for more,
I want to feel
your touch
to the bottom of my soul.
of your bright eyes
as hey look at me
melting me.
I wish for more,
I want to feel
your touch
to the bottom of my soul.
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