My Words


it feels so intense when nothing makes sense

you rattle your brain – minds locked in a chain

all processing stops – you’re seeing spots

the picture gets foggy – your hearts going soggy

so what do you do – what do you do . . . .

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it feels so intense when you’re caught up in nonsense

running in place – while you’re being chased

stuck in a web – your mind is misled

you’re shaking inside – you’re losing your stride

so what do you do – what do you do . .

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it feels so intense  on the offense and defense

you’re playing both sides – you’re in overdrive

the pedal is stuck – you wanna give up

overexposed – naked but clothed

so what do you do – what do you do . . . . .

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it feels so intense  when things start to make sense

aligning your mind – unwinding your twine

you’re moving ahead – heels over tread

one step at a time – toward sublime.

you do what you do – you do what you do . . . .

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it feels so intense  gaining visual sense

you’re starting to focus – no more hocus pocus

you’re able to see – your hearts soarin’ free 

flying through clouds – loving out loud

you do what you do – you do what you do . . . .

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it feels so intense  adding a gate to your fence

when you open your soul your heart becomes whole

you’re reaching new heights – you’re painting with light

don’t overthink  – ……….remember to blink

breathe in breathe out – let go of the doubt

and do what you do – just do what you do . . .. .. . . . .

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 two birds

have i told you lately…

 

that you make my soul spin….

baby, you rock my world like sugar does cinnamon…

 

i wanna sprinkle you on everything – and take four bites in one…

but i’m forcing myself to savor your flavor cause i don’t ever wanna be done…

 

i’ll order you for breakfast – and every meal thereafter

i love mealtime with you – our best recipe is laughter….

 

my mind wants to dance with yours – to a song that doesn’t end..

with my heart in your heart there’s no doubt that you and i will constantly transcend

 

have i told you lately….

 

that you light my fire….

you’re the spark to my flame…you are my inspirizer….

 

you are love – you are life – you are pure happiness…

you’re the sun in the shine and the pro in the gress…

 

you take me to new heights – heights that i’ve never been

i thought i’d seen everything – until you made my world new again…

 

i love wakin’ when you’re still asleep to hear your breath’s in’z n’ out’z

i love the feelin’ that it gives to me…cause that’s the feelin’ life is all about….

 

you see….

 

i could write a thousand poems – and write a thousand more…

i can tell you how i truly think my body was made for yours…

 

i could tell you how beautiful you are over and over in a million different ways

i could tell you how i love your smile for a billion trillion days…

 

i could give you a hello or ask if you wanna walk with me..

i could tell you that you are as lovely as lovely could be….

 

i could invite you over to cloud 99.9999…. .9

i could tell you bout that one time when i realized you infected my bones and my mind

 

 i could include a picture – i could include some sound…

i could include all the ways you’ve made my world go round…

 

…..but have i told you lately….

that i love you….

 

have i told you ever?

because i do….

 

yes, my mornin’ dove, you know it’s true….

i. am. just. that into you . . . . . . . . . . .

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(Sting ~ St. Agnes and the Burning Train…)

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Bug.Butterflutter

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so lovely it’s lovely as lovely could be….

…lovely for you and lovely for me…

so lovely it’s lovely as lovely could be….

…lovely is you and lovely is me…

so lovely it’s lovely as lovely could be….

…lovely, so lovely, you are to me…

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(Sting ~ St. Agnes and the Burning Train…)

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i’ve somehow become aware of my breath

you took it away. this i’ll confess.

when you gave it back. you gave it back fresh.

now i breathe like i have everything left….

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i’ve somehow become aware of my mind

it started to work when i refused to define.

thoughts are skipping scotch in my head…

of you and me and all things unsaid…

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i’ve somehow become aware of my heart.

i realize it never fell completely apart.

the pieces are scrambled and some are now gone.

but my love is consistent. my beats remain strong.

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i’ve somehow become aware of…. . me.

my breath, my mind and my heart agree…

you shined a light when the day turned to night.

you were my eyes when i didn’t have sight.

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i’ve somehow become aware of… . you.

i would have neverever guessed. i could have neverever knew.

you came out of nowhere and you came with no plan…

you saved my soul. you’re my superman.

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i’ve somehow become aware of the time….

i’ll wear my heart on my sleeve even if you decline…

now’s all we have and halves become whole…

baby, i’ll be your rock if you be my roll…

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(Sting ~ St. Agnes and the Burning Train…)

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.i don’t care about cupid. i won’t try to  define.

i just want you to know.  to know that you shine.

.you run through my heart and walk through my mind.

you truly, truly are love by design.

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….hopefully, i’ll see you….if you ever stop by  cloud 99.9999…. .9

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…. .tonight, i will paint you in my dreams. ….

in between the seams of being asleep and being awake. to a realm where there are no mistakes to make.

usually, i don’t paint. i don’t sketch. hell, i rarely color in. but i want to paint you in my dreams so we can  go somewhere we’ve never been.

i will outline you first to draw a rough draft. i will go over my lines…..over and over and over and over….just like that ~ refining my craft.

i want to get it right. i want you to really be there. i will follow up with detail. i’ll even add a little flare.

…. .tonight, i will paint you in my dreams. ….

in between that gleam of light and dark. to a realm where we. you and me. we are the magic that creates the spark.

the contrast and brightness will balance the flow. upwards and sideways is how my strokes will go.

the medium i use will not be limited to one thing. this is you i’m speaking of!! i will use every supply i have hidden under my wing.

my brush  will then blend you into me…infusing us together so that we can finally be…connected…but free….colliding like a sunset does the sea….

…. .tonight, i will paint you in my dreams. ….

in between a color scheme not even a rainbow’s spectrum has ever seen….

i will use hues that don’t exist to cast a kiss upon your lips….i insist. oh boy, do i insist.

i have studied your eyes. your hands and your smile. i have memorized your body’s language and its own unique free-style.

my motif is merely just me wanting you around. we can lay down in the sky or we can fly upon the ground.

…. .tonight, i will paint you in my dreams. ….

in between the in betweens of y-o-u and m-e etched into the sublime of a timeless and ancient magic bean love tree.

tonight, i’m going to paint a masterpiece. tonight, i’m giving you the best of the best of me.

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Man n the Moon

.tonight Moon. g’nite Moon.

 

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(Sting ~ St. Agnes and the Burning Train…)

 

hello.

….hey you….wherever did you go?

i’ve been lookin’ and it seems you left before the show…

i wanted you to see it…to watch it all unfold…

it was the story of  stories…..the kind of stories left untold…

i can’t imagine why you’d leave…without saying one part of good-bye…

…but know  if you must go….i hope that you fly high….

…for now i am grounded…i’ve already reached my peak….

i’ve been in the sky so long…..it is the ground that i now seek….

my roots need solidity…they have for some time…

..so i went looking for you…and came to find my own mind….

 

hello.

……are you there? ….is that you i that i hear?….

…i thought you were coming…but you disappeared….

….i understand…i do….whatever the reason may be…

it never was you….it always was me…

i have so much to do yet….i have so much to learn…

i feed the fire like a pyro and my heart is  getting burned…

..it’s been so hard to let go of…and just walk away…

until i saw the sun go down and realized it’d back one day…

i can’t say that it’s easy ……or something i want to ignore…

it’s just that my heart spoke to my mind and they feel like i’ve been here before..

 

hello.

…..why’d you stop?…are you turning around?

i can see your shadow….it looks to be homeward bound…

.to what you know. to what you know. to what you know. to what you know.

i’m waving with the wind and we are watching you both go….

it’s better for us all….it wouldn’t have worked out…

there is too much uncertainty….too much self doubt…

i am just now beginning to find my voice again…

i left it abandoned and lonely  like an old and dusty violin….

….it’s out of tune and needs some work…but damage was not done…

i remember now how to see in the dark without any help from the sun….

 

hello.

did you make it? you’re blending in…did you find your way back?

there’s no light where you went, it’s so blue that it’s black…

maybe it’s best this way….now your shadow can sleep…

i’ll be sure to keep quiet…to not make a peep…

i’ll leave you in silence to gather your thoughts…

to rifle through those have’s ‘n  rid those have-nots…

i don’t expect to hear word of where you are, or where you’ve been…

i don’t even expect that i will ever see you again…..

i don’t get it fully. and  i really don’t want to.

but i want you to know wherever you go i hope that you always find you…. 

 sun go down

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hello.

are you there? hello?……..hello?

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…just checkin’. i know. you left long ago..

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