I sat on a hill one morning
6:00
One morning

The foggy blue sky
Became
A melting red strawberry
With a pinch of peaches
And coffee cream
Painted on the sky

The grass freshly wet
From the morning dew
Oh I wish I could put it in a tea cup
I would sip it all up
Down my ribs it will go
Painted on my lips
That'll do...
A sad tree leaning on its lover
All the others looking
Jealous
Of the love they hold
On the tips of there wooden fingers

The sun coming up slowly
Burning everything with the word
"Beauty"

My fingers sinking in the soft dirt
Reminding me of my morning coffee
Riding up to my nails

The morning of the day
Putting the haze and daze
In my eyes

I think of her
And her green,brown,beautiful eyes

And I drown
In the earths tears

And your black hair
Covering my face
As you rest your chin on my shoulder
Breathing hard into my ear
You whisper softly
"I really ******* like you"
And you let your head fall
On my chest
My heart beat against your cheek
Yours against my rib
I respond
" me too love ...me  too "

Falling from  my eyes
the hours
the minutes
until the new day
new year
breaks in

and i am a new person

the last day
nice and relaxing

my skin feels like syrup
i miss her touch...

the last day
i hopes it over soon
and wait for a new day
better day
pure as rain
and as snowflakes

i wait for a new day....

i don't what the future will bring

i'm i relaxed?!

i'm i anxious

i don't even know anymore

i'm so confused

the breeze goes
were my mustache used to be
i feel like i changed so much
its not just the mustache
its all the events that happened last night


why did it happen to me?

It was cold that day
and i walked into my favorite cafe
and i ordered a tea
i stood there waiting
i look to my side
kids that i knew all sitting in the middle long table
5 girls and one guy
it was interesting to see..
i scratched my stubble that i grew out for a bit
and i felt my mustache that i was growing for a year now
should i cut it?
it was tangled,
my toque down my forehead
my black hoodie with a faded chocolate stain
and buttons and pins on my left side
my grey jeans
and torn green converse
i looked at the cars pass by-
"Your tea sir!"
he layed it on the counter
looking past his glasses at me
with his long red beard
he stared at me long
i was confused for a moment
" oh th-thank you man!"
he walked away
i grabbed my tea  and walked out
with my hands around the cup
my frozen breath going into the cup
and coming out
intangled
with the tea's steam-
i looked at it escape into the air
and i remember i saw you early that day
looking at me from afar with food in your mouth
waving at me

i was confused

Tell me the storys
they have told you
The songs they sung for you
all that touched you
all those who went right by you
tell me of the ones you rained on for
was it to make them sad?
or make them sing in the rain?
or for the passionate lovers to kiss?
tell me all those clouds you met
were they as nice as you
did they let you dance with them
did some  of them let you show what you can be?
tell me Mr.cloud
is the sky the limit?
or futher?

Tell Me Mr. cloud
did you find love?
with a girl
in a big  blue dress?
and blue eyes?
as you paddled on the river...

Oh all the happiness you can bring