A star washed in paint

Long ago

Long time

Long time ago

There was you

Roses on the floor

The days were flying

I could see magic

Dancing in dreams

To hold in love

Bravery frees something

The opening.

Gray chilly sky

In a small place

I can feel my heart plummet in

Crows make their annoying sounds

The still cross legged Buddha is really too still

People so foolish

People so tragic

It is not the wealth

It is something else.

There is music that fat

That is where music is at

All the other music just dies at the music store

Like a TV on its last laugh

Laughing at us

Hurts though it is called music

Music so lost in ghost land

To make it seem as if the bog of moss

Where falling into a pit

Though we hear what we like

The music is full of nothing

Empty as a dirty worn out couch

So soft and soft it sinks you

Into an oil spill

Just like the dirt of money

It has nothing

It is not a joke

Clouds darken each day

Pink Floyd was just okay.

The heart is alive with it all

Asks for times

Strange faces in my face

Turning heads into living heads

Drunk on the feelings of saliva

Have this castle gate

With a moat around her

Fortified to something

Out of reach

Give me something I can reach

Then let me in

Let me in.


Till dawn rises again

Each night let there be life

The day shines

But cool things glow in the dark

From a passing rainbow

A happy ghost dreams

Like the power of song

Till the monkey stops being a monkey

And the chains can break again.

Roaming

Is not so noble

As we have nowhere to go

Roaming as an animal does

Roaming has nothing in it

With optimism draining

Going somewhere has something in it

Even if it seems like nothing

The effort will be rewarded

In some way.

So the sad can't smile yet

The sun is coming

To greet me with it's a okay rays

I'm ready for the less heady times

Ready to flow into motion

Right past the world

On my way to the sea


Holding myself

Holding myself

It is holy to hold that love light

Sometimes

To really make love with oneself

Bursting wavelets

Water forming in my head

I am coming back

To the land of the living

Hands to touch

With passion gloves


Candle candle on the walls

Collecting new dreams

As the moon rides to the drifting drifting stead

Lets you say the feeling

Oh feeling

Oh feeling

Always here and everywhere

Leaving is not so sad at this time

As emptiness is an opening

I feel the drink is there still

Much like a potion

Hearts of gold

Pure and wonderful

Perhaps to get happy with

In other experiences

Likely so

The future is unknown

The winds of life blow

Destiny shall unfold

On earth as in heaven.


Keeping tears back

Knowing the nature

How we react when someone goes

But a new path awaits

She is still my friend

My love had lasted quite so long

Lucky

How lucky

All along

To have so much even now

No sobs

My life rises on

I will keep my eyes upon her

She is the most beautiful

As if she could have been born

At anytime

She will remain in my mind

And heart goes elsewhere

All wave goodbye

For now it is time.

If the mast were to collapse a broken boat

So we all work to that end

For the mast so the boat can go

We live in these shaky times

We all need to keep the mast alive

So our sails catch to our dreams

Dreams that come into reality

Love is like a dream

Even as the boat is in the distance

Getting closer.

I can see your lips move to the song

Miming and rhyming sometimes has no soul

I can let it happen

I can let it happen

Sewing the fabric of love

Then loosening the cords

Removing wires

Till it is only you

Only you

Eyes smiling

I can not make this up

Because it is you

And I see you holding something

You hold it

As if like a baby

And cuddling

It is like two dreams

What a flame does when makes its path

For sharing

For sharing with you

Warm roses

Orange sexy roses

Beautiful orange sexy roses

Breathing in the fragrence

Like poppies dancing on the grass

Like lolly pop dreams

Spinning waves breach the wall

Breaking the walls down

Waves taking your legs

Letting go

Lets go.

Silence hits the bees

Closing its wings

Please consider feelings

Keep the bees humming

If love is a favorite

Bite not upon it

Opening dreams

With honey bees.

The invisible rumbling above

Mixes with foggy air

In an almost desolate

Yet spring time place

Life is pressing

Time pushes

Fears take awful turns

With people

Who have nothing

So I turn from the demons

So it goes

And it really blows

It is me that believes

He knows the way out

He knows

And before their eyes

In defiance of wrong

He kindly does what is right

For he is gentle and kind

His soul being good

Being wise.