like paint in the wind,
leavings tracks of colour
tracks of happiness...

your lungs are talking
making you cry

your brain is singing

your bones tighten

teeth glowing

heart pouring

filling the world
with your beautiful laughter

and you where there
in front me...
breathing softly
digging your hand in the other
your brown hair sleeping on your shoulders
i didn't know you then
but i thought
"this is going to be great"
i didn't know you then
and i dont know you now
after all the pages we written
smudges
and ink running out
you changed me
....
so much
we were strangers then
and we are strangers now
giving looks
looks
that make me remember
of all the things we did
"and now?"
**i ****** it up

cookies crumbling in my mouth
tea burning my teeth
slowly making the cookie crumbles
melt onto my gums...
i sat layed on my old couch
next to the big window
in the living room
the sunset creeping through the curtains
painting my skin gold
the tea fumes
slowly  disapearing into the thin air
......
i wondered
and wondered
"why?"
....
"i dont know"
responding to my own
question
laughing softly...
the tv was on
playing a movie
my eyes tired
my hands sinking in my couch...
happy..
happy..

honey
crawling into my skin
down my veins
in my heart
"i feel like i'm crying honey"
the wind  is going through my brain
i feel its wind softly drifting in my skin
"oh man,oh man"
got the feeling
of putting october in a tea cup
"is it a new me"
i have realized the pure beauty of sunsets
fire  dancing with clouds, in each others arm
they burn the sky
"i love tea,with a lot honey"
kisses are nice
"im really bad it though"
i have accepted the fact that i am
"oh but they are wonderful"
its like clouds pecking the cheek of fumes
that comes from your foggy cup
poetry written on your skin
as you love everything around you
pen ink for your blood
for we love to write!
" oh poetry i love it"
and why is that?
" it can give words, but not the definition to the unspeakable!"

.......**i just love honey tea and red sunsets

the soft snow bed
that lays on top of  the mountains
melting down
into the frozen lake
with soft slippery rocks
that feels good to drown your feet in
and feel the cold water dig under your finger nails
your hear beat,slowing down
you feel the clouds move
and you feel your skin streching
and for the first time
the trees became your best friend
the wind becoming music
to your brain

you slowly open your eyes
and slowly part your dried lips

you whisper in a sleepy voice
"i never felt so alive"

the
sun
rose
in
my
head
and
i
felt
differently

spinning like a record player
laugh hollers out my lungs
the sky and the sun became a beach for me
the clouds
washing against my face
We all sat out on a porch
smoking cigarettes
as the sun fell
they offered me a smoke
"no thanks"
two went back inside and sat and watched tv
three stayed outside and still conversed
my friend wearing sunglasses
he sat down on a wooden chair
taking a hit from he's cigarette
letting the smoke coming out of his nose
he said"guys i don't think a girl would want to sleep with me
if i smell like tom ford and cigarettes"