Wednesday, May 20, 2009
satellite
word up
literally
this word is about satellites and sad old nights
sad because they're ending
this time we have to spend together under
starlit skies and summer sighs
staring at satellites and sparkled skies
with the moon orbiting and our minds racing
just one touch sends out that tingle
and just one look is forever my memory
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
it's that grating feeling
eating at your every nerve
you don't know to what to ascribe it
there is no cure to prescribe it
except to get out and live
and throw your worries to the wind
Thursday, May 7, 2009
drop
read them separately or together. I like them both ways
drip...
drop...
drip...
drop....
Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.
Dripdrop dripdrop.
The sound of my heart's slow out-pour.
It increases at the thought of you.
As skin heated and signals flew.
I felt the first drop of morning dew.
drip drop
it wasn't as cold as you
drip drop
in this warm summer air
un beso in a dim lamp's glow
un besito and i watched you go
drip drop
your eyes eternally memorized
drip drop
my tears beginning to flow
Over one year gone
I realized today that I have gone past the one year anniversary of my blog. Ooppss. Well it has been an interesting journey. Don't you agree? I was just thinking that things have changed since I started this project. I don't have the same need people to know my thoughts anymore. I'm not desperately lost. Don't get me wrong, I'm still adequately confused. But, I'm no longer screaming for help. I've got a lot of things figured out and a lot of good friends to help me out. Life is an interesting quest. I hope you will all continue with me on the trip.
With Love,
Monday, April 27, 2009
someone crash into me
so i can feel what it's like to be you
and you can feel what I'm like too
oh please come crash into me
and become for me a lover please
Sunday, April 26, 2009
there i go again
letting my obsessions take control
i don't want my computer to own me
i want to stand alone
Mike Williams
is more than how you see me
height is just your misconceptions defined
let my passion display my character
let my loyalty be clear
clamors greedily at possessions
to realize no necessity
when i live with nothing but
contempt in my arms
I'll find glory
in your loving grace
when I learned to run
I ran for the touch of wind through my hair
when I learned to swim
I swam for the caress of water on my skin
when I learned to sing
I sang for the joy of life within
when I learned to dance
I danced for the freedom vindicated
now that I'm old
I've forgotten the meaning
if only I could regain that wondrous feeling
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