Gone in a second.

A simple light glimpses on the colors of the world

Reflecting from waters and faces

Believing and embracing

Pain and justice

Meaning and grieving

Suddenly out as quick as it became

As quickly can be drained

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Road ahead of you.

Fragmented pathways are only a puzzle piece to your master piece
A piece of pie to my greater good
Your broken street signs create cluttered minds and foggy confusion
How dare you
Drop a tree branch or rain drop
Make me buckle at the concrete
Let that deer at my eye light
Eye sight
Gone at any moment
Now I’m regretting how I never cared
Lived moment less
Give me one more chance and I will live to every stop light
Stop at every stop sign
Yield to every sign holder
Share all my pies and distribute every smile I own
I’ll never let you forget my hopes and dreams that I once forgot
Because I simply lost direction and let him take it all away from me
I promise, Never again

Paint me.

A lovely day is a brush away. A bonfire burns and brought me to say “hello there life you came knocking today ” and you told me “wake up” grab the stick and paint away. Your feelings and flashbacks come up at your face. They do and they tell all my emotions at a pace. Slowly but surely you remember it all. How is churns you and burns you to be all you are. You love you and do you in all the right ways. You’re kind and forgiving each and every day. You love with your heart and fix with your hands. You don’t take for granted what you see in the sand. The water is cold but it shocks you with life. How beautiful it all is and how lovely the site. Now all you need is a partner to share, the beauties of the world and someone that cares. If there is someone that cares as much as I, he will find me and love me and I will be blind. Without him and before him, I have closed eyes. As you grab my hand, my heart and my soul..you will change my life.

Messages.

Why do we keep going? Fumbling around with reasons and excuses. Demanding for issues to get resolved. Lately, problematic days turn into weeks. Your park benches never get warmer like they used too. The snow forever falls, sweeping into your hollow life. Blame the elements. When the pile reaches your chin. And this time you deliberately forgot. You should expect a flood to come. Don’t pretend to choke on your own regret.

Forever sun.

I dream of you and me, atop the most glorious trees.

Where nothing else seems in view, only your sweet baby blues.

Honey walk with me, along these high branches and leaves.

They hold us above our past and lost homes, where I used to run and flee.

Tree tops are our gardens now, where we harvest our new treasures.

The sun never sets up here, we will forever be free.

Diagnosing a taste.

I am delightfully surprised in the life of our link. But what is a perfect exchange? I give you one section and you give me another. Until we meet right in the middle. When time knew itself, a world wind of steps and directions to get us right where we need to be. A belief of indulgence. That you will be my prince charming. And I will never allow you to take your eyes off of me. An everlasting dream, a delusion of reality. A dire need of you, me and a fort.