Childhood dreams

When butterflies spread their wings and when the sun kisses the earth, i am eternally with you forever.




Take me out of time, hold it still,
lets run through the streets like children in Brazil.
Our fingers in peace signs,
young eyes restless but free,
we will keep on going till the land meets the sea.

Where are we going, where are we coming,
the time is endless, so lets never stop running.
Moving is freedom, freedom is peace,
peace is within where time does not cease.

Lets jump rope for hours, fly kites in the sky,
it all fades so fast in one blink of an eye
Dont look back, keep on going,
enjoy this moment and forget about knowing.
Eternity is ours,
we are the kings and queens of our land,
high and mighty we sit on our thrones, and raise our hands.

The shadows of the afternoon come,
the day is almost done,
time is unraveling,
and our forevers are ending.

Petals

My naked body vulnerable but so very untouched
Moist skin and pale fingertips
Soft whispers and lonely glances
Wandering eyes grace me softly
Powder pillows are spread upon the white linen sheets
Rose petals of orange and gold dance beneath the stems
My eye lashes are speaking another language
while i unstrap my shoes
The warmth, the sweet aroma of your lips
The glow of your cheeks, the dew so fresh
Trembling bodies, a release of passion
Breathing heavy and holding tight
My fingers dent your skin
my breath swirls inside your mouth
Gentle and erotic
Your eyes speak and my gasps plead
Our bodies intertwined
Enclosing me deeply, urgently
The petals fall
and the morning comes.
Awakened by your soft breath
Your strong hold around my naked body
which has now been very touched.

Elusive Circus

Days go by I'm hypnotized
tiptoeing down my tightrope of lies.
Wearing my red nose, face painted white,
clowning about in my circus of the night.

Dark shadows dance upon the tent,
laughs of cowardly mouths opened to repent.
People watch with glaring eyes,
at the darkness that falls dead with cries.
Cries of illusions,
cries of pain,
cries of mirror images,
a crowd that cannot be contained.

Everything you see is just a circus in play,
an act of the masks,
a dance in the day.
Nothing is true of what it appears to be,
life in this tent is just a lie that your eyes are witnesses to see.
The stripes of blue are a pigment of the imagination;
the polka dot hats
and the juggling acrobats
are all just illusions of deceitful acts.

Walking down my tightrope of lies,
I barely fall but somehow arise.
I balance my way to the other side
where the tightrope ends, rips, and flies.
I hold on tight to the harness of my life.
No one seems to notice me floating in midair,
remember I am just a misimpression for people to come and stare.
I finally release,
I let myself go,
red nose flies off,
white face paint becomes unknown.
The silly hats,
the acrobats,
the people watching in fright,
are all just a vision of lies
that come out deep within the misty night.

The Cellar

Im disintegrating behind these bars,
shrinking in between these chains.
I can not bare it any longer,
inside this body in which i am contained.
I feel betrayed by the world,
forgotten by God,
forsaken by my souls truth,
for it is all just a facade.
I am suffocating while the clock ticks,
the days drag and the months thick.
The glass box in which i peer out,
everyones lives seem like bliss.
I sit waiting in the unknown,
fading in and out of life,
dazed and alone.
I Hopelessly wait for a way out to be shown.
I am barely here, unable to grasp the bars which force me in,
im slowly fading and my light is dying deep within.
In this cellar where i weep joy seems so scarce,
the walls are cold, empty and bare,
my heart aches, i say a prayer.
Please dear Lord forgive me for whatever i have done,
please allow me to live again please allow the light to come,
please dont forget about me for am i your child too,
allow me to run with desire,
twirl with freedom, and laugh again with you.
The sun shines brightly for i do not see it,
the world is dancing but im no longer in it.