Don't fret
place your bet
on a horse called death

The thing you should and if you haven't stumbled there just like after the storm your design is immaculately
so like a rainbow:)))

no

the

earth

is realy

a staircase

to the heavens

I saw you looking
at a snow globe
you said you wanted to go there
I asked where
to China daddy
I asked why
that is where snow is made.

Free me, from this Eiffel,
masted bolt and nuts
gushing through your hair

On that particular sunny day
I looked in the mirror
and saw a rainy day
embracing the silver lining
behind me stood the love
I had saved up for
touching my hair
and gently stroking the grey

It glowed in the dark
he gave it a shot
the lights went on now she's gone

Love happens
Just like **** happens

When your partner realises the strength of l❤ve Imagine the possibility .

One very bright day,
the sun will melt
these frozen fragments, away,
where you will become one with her, loving her more,
a little while longer my friend
all the way.

His love saves the night
gentle wings plumes of a child
His blood overcame the dark
for us to live in the light

Her eyes said it all
Sophie never wants to feel displaced
my eyes concluded
a love like her are irreplaceable

The autumn leaves fall
Chameleon rolls his eyes
a fly passes by

Once green once bright once brown
bones of white summoned by the ground
very close so close flesh of the frail,
warm in the marrow and hot on the bone the call of winter embraced by the old

She made a simple call
gave a penny
without feeling tall
a giver of love
the receiver of more

Oh yeah it's just the
right thing for a performance
body language no?

We made them
nurture them during the day
fist punch full of glitter
mesmerizing the night
a sky full of glittering stars

With tender appreciation
worship the marks of marriage
loving her more and more
time after time.

A great teacher sets good examples,
allows you to stumble, and learns
from your mistakes, acknowledges
his own, sharing words that edify both.

Indigenous
clicks in the spirit
OF
a
thousand storms,
heirlooms
OF
legacy,
eminence
OF
light
kin
of
the
rainbow
soul
OF
the
Earth

It takes infinitely longer
walking back
still history records our steps
discovers our roots
and knows our archetypes

I don't do the dishes
I won't even try
My relationship with the world
is tied to a lie

The concrete encroach
bug wars insect underscore
smog smoked the cockroach

Stuck in the devil's turnstiles,
where the patron pays cash
for stilettos and stockings,
mocking fame,
with the right frame,
the yell!!! of the harlot,
queued and barbered
in the dead-end
of the pimps game.

Don't **** yourself
or someone else
your life my life
has a guaranteed
dead end.

hurricane tossed
I hate my body
my mind is clogged
banging baggage
life is a mock
the hustle for crack
unsympathetic...tock
on a deadly track.

Every single day
words slam love
and yet love
is the Word❤

When I look into your eyes
I can see true love
hypothesized

Crouching at your door
squalls taunt, the devil don't pray
do not be afraid

Listen to his voice
He knows the qualms of darkness
feet above water

knees lowly
silence the raging tempest
You are our daily bread

I can see through your lies,
into the depth of your soul,
a watery grave,
you have jellyfish eyes.

I would love for it to be so
As our love did grow
From a bed of roses
to the close of day
dust to dust
under a bed of daisies
God willing if we must.

We are dwarfed
By the beauty of love
in its plural, singularity gigantic.




.

Are the Australian tied to the Kangaroo the great outback and the boomerang?
Are the African tied to the tassels of the Baobab tree the pyramid and the Nile crocodile?
Are the European tied to the red Carnation?
Are the Americas tied to the wings of the Eagle?
Are the Asians tied to the rice paddy the great wall the silk route and the Ganges?
Are the Antarctican tied to the polar bear?
Are the Oceanic tied to the deep blue sea?
Is humanity tied to this beautiful planet?

One day he got up to speed
and he took the lead
they formed an impenetrable ring
dancing to the tune of a love song
sung by Sting.

Take the Y
out of U,
push it in the O
Woodstock time
here we go✌

A God walked on water, saving humanity
from chagrin.
Humans travel the world on soulless
rubber, treading over corpses of nature.

She had acquired the taste.
The hundredth kiss made her an absolute connoisseur.

Where mothers wail,
family, friend, and foe
gather in last respect
and jovial sadness,
greeted by whiskey and tea, in the aftermath of moths wearing black vails, stepping on flytrap petals,
walking down the aisle of the pallbearers wedding.

He opened his arms,
like a catchment for rain,
took their tiny fear
nurtured them
for many years,
melting moments
huddled with love,
candy hearts
made out of tears.

.

I find myself chasing the tail of the meteor that was once my rock.

Do not procrastinate
with great verve
delve into it,
Just like angels,
who feel the truth only,
open her wings,
depth,
will find a place
in her big heart,
where dreams
are highly appreciated.

REAL
LOVE❤