Dancing on fingertips
Lingering in sighs enveloped
In moments of possibility
Quiet slow attempts
Create love to your mind
Take a hold of comfort
Carry hearts securely
Enrapture this time
By yourself
Finding what’s lost
Without losing more
Believe me within lies
Putting into words those favorable and sometimes unfathomable feelings...
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Submerge Me
Come to me
Hold me just slightly
Seem comforting
Some days darken with dreary
Thoughts and emotions unclearly
Lift up your lightness
Liven up my intuition
Keepsake saved for such the occasion
To get my fullness out of the rotation
Kind words delicately sprinkle atop
To sugar and sweeten the heavy props
In mood, self-awareness swallow me up
Looking for a hint of rescue attempts
Just lost in a forest of wicked mirrors
Myself entangled in my mind’s rear view
Closed door on a future, say goodbye
Roughing waters, so submerge me, daily
Hold me just slightly
Seem comforting
Some days darken with dreary
Thoughts and emotions unclearly
Lift up your lightness
Liven up my intuition
Keepsake saved for such the occasion
To get my fullness out of the rotation
Kind words delicately sprinkle atop
To sugar and sweeten the heavy props
In mood, self-awareness swallow me up
Looking for a hint of rescue attempts
Just lost in a forest of wicked mirrors
Myself entangled in my mind’s rear view
Closed door on a future, say goodbye
Roughing waters, so submerge me, daily
Thursday, January 21, 2010
the Gleam
The song that's always there
"and so it is..like you..."
Reality always gives a great doubt
Living in a dream world
half-asleep, mentality torn
while wishing or hoping
both useless in past scope
When something light gets
so serious, dark, and deep
then meaningful
Those moments of slight
sadness speak seemingly full
and last longer than ever remembered
From rooftops staring as
the skies swallow much larger
than all the whys in the head
all the more vocabulary stricken
Some serious people pretend
so light in the heart
because they know the gleam
in the eye of an attachment
Not afraid of too much-
being said to echo and jumble around
clever words, false and real pretenses
of what myself has learned
and attempted to stay away from
to visit only in memory's imagery
Jealousy so ugly
sadness stays so heavy
without shaking it all off
to pretend enough
and digress away, away, away
"and so it is..like you..."
Reality always gives a great doubt
Living in a dream world
half-asleep, mentality torn
while wishing or hoping
both useless in past scope
When something light gets
so serious, dark, and deep
then meaningful
Those moments of slight
sadness speak seemingly full
and last longer than ever remembered
From rooftops staring as
the skies swallow much larger
than all the whys in the head
all the more vocabulary stricken
Some serious people pretend
so light in the heart
because they know the gleam
in the eye of an attachment
Not afraid of too much-
being said to echo and jumble around
clever words, false and real pretenses
of what myself has learned
and attempted to stay away from
to visit only in memory's imagery
Jealousy so ugly
sadness stays so heavy
without shaking it all off
to pretend enough
and digress away, away, away
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