your eyes are the tide that pulls me inside.

your eyes.. i come alive in their design.

all your clothes, i want to wrap around my whole.

your captivating, liberating kiss,

i want to feel even when your lips are missed.

" i'll keep all your kisses safe between my lips. "

your tangible touch, our natural rush.

our fingers, they craft a world where we reside.

taking peeks into each others minds.

my boochie, my only, my silly sweet baby..

with colorblind eyes

you still see how colorful you make me.

:) i love you brian todd.

i remember you in may when the flowers start to bloom.

there are pieces of you, scattered about my bedroom.

i remember you in winter, and how you hate your birthday.

i remember how your all your habits seemed to be here to stay.

is it just my theory that you choose to wipe memories?

i am happy, and i wonder if you care that i am.

cause i hope for happiness for you, in anyways i can.

we're long gone.

we really are strangers..

avoiding their world's clashing once more,

when before, it was land we craved to explore.

it's great to be free of you,

after all you put me through.

but i cant help myself,

you were one of the best books on my shelf.

and the worst hurt i ever felt.

so you will continue to inspire me,

and the lessons you taught will never cease to help me see.

varied mood.

love in any instance

is no coincidence.

because of it's natural radiance.

give me a chance

to feel your vibrance!

judge me not.

why must anyone.. even me,

think we know how life's supposed to be?

assume, as if we've ripped through an ego

and know whats beneath?

why should i look at you,

and think i know what you've been through?

judge you and say i know

why you do the things you do.

a fool is i,

to swear i know what lies inside

anyone's

soul. body. &. mind.

when it's right there in front of me

to explore and try to find.

why should i not try to understand?

and turn the pages of your life-span

with my very own hand.

my own karma payment plan.

to view karma as payback

for what i seem to lack..

as some sort of redemption for

my misfortune and pain.

is simply insane.

i sorry to say karma does not exist.

it is just as fake as the god, so many

claim to not believe in.

if he's really out there,

than he shall forgive this so called "sin"

the sin of question.

watching my sand sift through your crystal hourglass.
watching you all slip out of my perspective, time must pass.

gone, dazed silly little lady,
spinnin in the moonlight,
sleepin in the sunlight.
in a tent that’s home
with blankets and pillows.
she opens her mind and what does she find?
the rainfall, the reminder.
alive & lost in wonder..
just be rinsed with it.
dont even try to find it.
just feel the moment!!!
feel the memory drift beautifully away
it flies far away until its months to the date.
im so happy im an artist.. i couldn’t survive without it.
life much more amusing if you can read & watch it.

poems :)

i open up my eyes and hold the moment.

to make you smile is my main component.

it is easy to hate if you dont appreciate

l o v e .

i've known for so long what it feels like to be loved.

to be unconditionally treasured,

& know it cant be measured.

i know what it feels like to love, i feel it every day.

every moment. to let you see is my main component.

i will not force, drive, or trick you into believing it.

because you will already feel it.

taste the air outside. touch the blades of grass.

hear the sounds of life as time will pass.

every thing i see is a piece.

a piece of my world, my very own world.

i cant live your life for you, that would be silly.

so dont try to live mine, dont try to teach me.

i am already learning.

once again my mind has questions.

ill put them all together one day

with loves suggestions.

can you crawl inside my head and see things my way?

i wouldn't trade my life for anyones any day.

i want to be
entralled.
inspired.
allured.
on the other
side of desire.

racing flowers.

i fill my head up with pictures.

my eyes delight in a moment captured.

snap, i can get a taste of it back.

indulge in the past.

it's great great great

and its real real bad.

"things i have loved, im allowed to keep."

still in boxes they are alive.

going on in their daily lives.

giggling in their cardboard confinement.

kissing, grinning, sinning, making odd faces,

"and we're slow to acknowledge the knots in our laces"

in quotes - regina specktor.

& dr. dog.

two very different songs,

but inspiring all the same.

i dont want the typical visual.

send an individual.

capturing various styles,

bringin on smiles.

from punk to funk,

reggae rap to scat.

acapella and jazz.

watchin fingers ridin

them classical tabs.

send me the good vibes,

inspiring such bright eyes.

let my ears taste the music

givin my body no chance to refuse it.

got me burnin up, burnin up..

every piece of my skin lined with love
..lost in lust..

like a joint hittin my senses

you drop my defenses.

"sweet baby what am i gunna do with you?"

just love me.. and i will love you.

i want you everywhere,

on the cieling, on the floor,

crawlin on the walls, right against the door.

i want you all over the place,

pick up my rhythm,

slow

down

the

bass.

i want to be better, everyday ill make it better.
whatever, whatever goes down. i know i'll come around.

up to the top, better. and i cant stop, better.
dance to the rhythm,
creation is a symptom of
good good livin.

never fall down without intent
to get up. never live a day without
consent to live it up.

fun fun fun, such a good occasion
to get better.

what does the future hold

inside its rough yet steady hands.

a soft fabric, ripped jean,

dirty or clean,

imagined or accomplished dreams.

saparated thoughts.

i wanna dance, i wanna move inside this trance.
release my stress in your rhythmic caress.
lets go lets go lets go.
we'll have a party all our own.

when it comes to the stress in my life,

wish i could paint a portrait and reside inside.

climb through colors, live inside flowers.

feels like ive been feelin this music for a minute,

its been hours.