Free what is drawn in a few moments from your speech
and our two  forces.
Come find the lover you leave behind
in the ancient black and white.
Are you scared of heights
or would you rather be turned
into a man
as black as light?

No guilt
when you look at your dreams
and they spark
and mirror the poison apple you sense.
They bleed when they can't be seen
no matter their essence.

Shattered windows and broken doors,
cast shadows across a tear-stained floor.
Broken dishes speak to silent walls
while unheard words cry out
that should be understood by all.

Nothing's left to see in these eyes of mine,
because life has frozen
all I ever hoped to find.
I write and search for a stream of memories,
but find no words that won't scar me.

My hands reach out with a shaking pen
composing a message in the dark once again.
Tonight I scratch on my skin
words of love
that should have never been.

Does one become more beautiful
after being broken?  
Could they be repaired with gold
until their heart and mind
are no longer numb?
Will the harsh voices
that caused each crack
disappear............
into a billion pieces
as if never spoken?
If so,
please paint each crack in my heart
and stop.......
where this pain flows from.

Copyright @2013 - Neva Flores - Changefulstorm

I hear my fate
surrounding your every touch
and my heart bleeds
in every shade of you.
Because of you,
the colors of my life
have become
a golden sea of happiness,
your sweet love........
breathes into.

You fulfill every dream
that has ever exhaled
into the deepest parts
of my heart.
Dearest,
my soul runs to you whispering,
“I have arrived
with no end to my trust,
from your side..........
I will not part”.

Towering boxes full of days
are hidden
by the lies you hold inside
your feelings.  
They whisper louder
with each year that passes
sending your happiness
a reeling.

Alone, becomes the key
to your sanity,
yet burns a hole
in the palm of your heart.  
You find yourself angry
at everything,
trapped,
as you linger
while your world
falls apart.

You have fallen asleep
inside the shadow
of loneliness
those towering boxes
provide.  
Tip them over with the truth
resting inside you
and wake
where happiness hides.

We have created a time
where our air smiles
like a precious gem
found within a storm.  
Each spoken sentence
we find to be filled
with purpose,.....
sound and warm.

Regret does not glisten
nor is it placed in this time
dressed up as hurt
impossible to understand.  
This is a place
where one can find
the staircase of stillness,
silence at hand.

Showers of love
fall as stars in this time
along the places where we sail
on a subtle breeze.  
We can see their reflections
turned inside out......
like a smile

No matter which notes are played on still waters
they weigh heavy on my pain
when they fall.  
There are days when I realize
I am spinning 'round
and murmuring,
feeling forced and raw.

It seems that time dwindles down
into its own sea
then wakes the night
asking to be filled with hours.
Everything I do
seems to make time kiss the places
where I spin,
stroking........
as it devours.

I can feel a searing look
from eyes on the sidelines
when I attempt to  hold the jewels of darkness
next to me.  
Their footsteps
are like the million curses of tears,
stinging..........endlessly.

Before the door closes on my life's journey
I know the moon will rise
in all its angelic innocence
once again.
Until then, I will dream
of polishing those jewels,
spinning round
here......
insane.