Memories are flashing
I'm reminiscing
They keep on surfacing
As my mind keeps contemplating
Don't know if I'm living in the past
But life these days
always seems move to fast
Like everyone is a member of a cast
And the person they show
Seems to be hollow and daft
Forgive me if I ruin their mood
When all their true natures
Are hidden under a hood
And their actions are vague
Because they're afraid to be misunderstood
And be the person they
All they know that they should


But I'll just keep silent
And grab a sip of another
While sitting and thinking about
This rain and thunder
And my friends seem
To enjoy this illusion
And never stop searching
for what it is their missing
.....
Yeah
....
But I'll just keep silent
And grab a sip of another x2

Sometimes I catch glimpses
Of days while I rode my bike
And didn't spend my time
Collecting names like Adidas or Nike
When betrayal didn't mean that
your back would run through by a pike
Just because another discovered
And advantage even if it was slight
To move his reputation an inch forward
By making you bleed in alleys night
But if its fright, fear that they can
Never ambitions height
And see for themselves
What comes from that sight
And run away from being the man
Who speaks about all of his maybe's and might's

But I'll just keep silent
And grab a sip of another
While sitting and thinking about
This rain and thunder
And my friends seem
To enjoy this illusion
And never stop searching
for what it is their missing
.....
Yeah
....
But I'll just keep silent
And grab a sip of another x2

Maybe if my heart could forget
The woman I have met
Some how these thoughts wouldn't
Cause me fret
And let me join all the people
Who spend life on the set
And live in a way where
They won't have to take risks or bet
But the truth
Is even if I stifle
These thoughts that are a mirror
with those that believe life is a trifle
And can never see past
What they think is simply a hassle
Maybe I'll too be able to win
And for once it not to fight this inner battle

But I'll just keep silent
And grab a sip of another x3

This is the third letter I write about you, hopefully the last. Hopefully all the ones I wrote including this one will paint the picture of both my feelings as they are, and my thoughts.

I've said alot in the past few days, maybe weeks. I've let my thoughts roam in a bid to understand you. But as all things go, I might've lost myself in that thinking.

I lost myself to the innocent feelings I felt for you, and as fun as that was I needed to awaken in a way from them. To think about exactly what I want from you, and I guess I made up my mind.

We are friends already, I want us to be friends, I want us to stay friends.

I should apologise for my fooling around, what I've been doing is kind of insensitive. You've come out of a relationship and though I've mentioned this so many times I do think its because its that important. With the promises I've made of waiting for you I think I've given you a false image, though I had meant them at the time I've realised that that's not what I want.

What I want is you, not in the love struck, in the form of pure desire, physical want.
But also I enjoy spending time with you, working with you and talking as awkward as that is at times and doing what we've been doing. Our friendship as it was and is, is what I want.

Lets leave this thing of love and relationships, this thing were I seem to be pursuing you, I think its too early to be dealing with the matters of the heart, for the both of us. So I'll stop doing the things that seem to be based on emotions and require reciprocation, because doing them now would be shallow.

Let's talk of travel and places we've never been, lets spend free moments in between work watching series in each others arms as we do, lets spend nights sharing the same "bed" as that is, lets spend hours working on our archistudies and such when we are together. I don't think doing this is a thing of the heart, I think its both out of convenience and desire that's makes this happen.

I think that's the type of friendship that works for us, I don't think I really care much right now about where we end up, more I care for getting what I need to be done and I'm sure you're the same.

Lets be friends, like friends as we are suppose to be, and I'll stop this childish I've been playing as fun as it was. Let's do what we can, what we want to, whether that's taking road trips together, or simply chilling indoors, whether that's working together, or going out for a snack. These things aren't only meant for lovers.

It's not as if I stopped caring, I've started to care in a deeper way, a more mature way. The way I should to make us work.

Lets be us as we should be.

Your friend
CALM THOMAS

So I did alot of thinking, mostly this morning. I thought about my feelings towards you and the past you need to move forward from.

I understand where you are, as I have been there once before, but I gave also been here before. Where I am waiting for a heart that may never come, all while letting my feelings grow deeper in wait.

I would like to think that this time would be different, but the similarities from the times we are together shunt my mind each time I take a moment to think about what we're doing. I have been here before, and last time trying what I'm trying broke me more than once over, you might think that my past is weighing on me right now, that I do this because I'm scared but maybe I'm not, but maybe I am and I'm okay with that, its okay I think to be afraid of repeating the same mistake, especially if the first ended you barely survived it.

I would like to think that this is me learning from a past mistake, and applying a lesson I learnt a short while ago.

I really wish I could wait for you, and still have you after the wait, but I don't think I will have all of you after this, in the way I'm willing to give all of me to you. I know myself pretty well and I know that I will never be satisfied with giving you only a part of me and/or only having a part of you.

I think the only thing that really matters now is the fact that you need time, time I cannot give you as long as I keep myself as open as I am to you right now. And because of this, I think we should be friends, the normal type. I will stop with my advances, I will stop holding you or touching you as I do, I will stop telling you I miss you and I will generally stop showing that I have feelings for you.

I'll treat you as a friend, the normal type i guess, the type I'm not falling for. I wish I could believe that losing this side our friendship will hurt you as much as it does me but, you don't belong to me as much as I belong to you.

The other stuff we spoke of we'll see later I guess, like the travelling and stuff, I wouldn't want to not be able to be your partner but the burden that comes with right now is far to heavy for me to bear. We'll see what we are when we have the time and resources to do those things but for now we'll probably both be busy with school stuff.

What I hope most is that, me saying all this and making this decision doesn't push you away if you were so close to giving yourself to me, but if that's the case I guess we all live with the decisions we make.

Whatever you do though I don't think you should go back to your past, I think you deserve more that what he did to you, I had hoped I'd have the opportunity to show you that.

I hope we can be friends though, and that this new distance I put between us wont turn us into full on strangers again, I've grown tired of that happening.

Anyways that's what I've been thinking, I might not have thought this yesterday and I might not think like this later today, but right now this is what I'm thinking and this is what I feel is right.

Your friend
CALM THOMAS

I'm accompanied by strong winds and harsh rain, while my thoughts are as calm as I've ever known them.

I've been a slave to the infatuation that I've felt went I thought of you. Because of the amount of time I spent without having these types of feelings, I easily lost myself to them when they bloomed after I met you. I enjoyed them honestly, I still enjoy them every time I see you, every time I'm with you, but know I've left the trance I was in because of them.

You keep me moving in the extremes to be honest, at times I want all of you, and wonder if you'll have all of me if I get it. Other times I want none of you, and pursuing you seems like a waste of time, like I have better things to fi than to chase live while I'm still trying to better myself.

I'm torn between those states of mind, states of heart I guess fits better. Where my feelings either flow of freeze over, but now while I'm sitting here thinking about what I promised myself I've had a few realisations.

I shouldn't fight certain things, I shouldn't try control them either.

I've spent too long not paying full attention to the things I do, and the people around me. I haven't given enough effort to certain things, so I decided o will do different.

How does all of this include you? Well I like you, and I want you, and so I will do what I think is needed to have you.

I will pursue you, differently to how I usually do, applying what I learned through my mistakes to make sure I don't make the same mistakes.

I do not know you, you do not know me, I do not know if you want to know me, but I want to know you, and that desire, is the only thing that matters.

A part if me tells me not to tell you, it says I should simply act, and I believe it is right, but I am writer, none of my thought are concrete unless there are put on paper.

There things that I want to do, things do with you, things to do for you, things to do to you, that make my heart flutter abit when I think about them. These things are what matter to me too.

And so I right a letter full of rambling and points that mean nothing to everyone besides myself, making a promise to myself - that this time I will do better.

This time I will try harder, and even if I fail I will not let it break me, for my feelings were never meant to be controlled, only meant to be harnessed and guided.

So I'm looking forward to the challenge of winning your heart, and the opportunity to enjoy your person.

Your friend
CALM THOMAS

Cast and torn pieces of red and black
White wings marred by ash of wood
Vivid image breaking line of abstract
A fragile figure in the darkness stood

I reached for you seeing you broken
To attempt to save you from the depths
But I realized in that hurtful moment
That I cannot save you from yourself

Ghostly shadows dance around you
Your painful tears become the beacon
Stench marking their hunger true
Abandoned lover bathing in crimson

The falling ash and the pilling snow
The written portrait of black and white
In scribbled words I have left my hope
That another save you from the night

If I can be so selfish to ask,
Let her love to read,
As much as I love to write.

Aggression fills my pen
Gripped tight within my palm
Understand me
Understand the words I write

For lust and ecstasy
Trying to complete myself
This mess I cannot control

The velvet skin, the salty rain
The blood shed from my back
I cannot lay it down to still
I cannot calm this urge to be

More I want I grip this pen
To lose myself once more
Addicted to a poisonous aroma
When I lay in hands with another

I hope my words reach you
Stranger that I've never met

I hope my words change you
Person I have never met

I hope my words save you
Angel I have never met

I hope....
I hope my words reach you,
Lover I have never met,
and make you remember,
The sun will always rise after it has set

I lost me when I lost her

I hope that when I find you, I will find me too

Its seems I take this gamble everytime,?
I place my heart on the scale hoping that even at the end it will still be mine.
I tempt the hands of time the threads of fate, the flowing of beginning to end to find what may not truly exist except in mind.
I weigh the odds to understand the risks of playing a game I am never sure I will win for the ecstasy of knowing only a portion of possibility of loving.
Vivid are the images and hopes that dwell within the exchange of love , memories, hearts and time in hopes of making each exchange more worthwhile to gain a sense of place and achievement. 
Add invisible numbers  jotted down on figures sorted in colours by sight, touch and intent all to play the numbers game

I am a writer,
even when the sun is dark and I am covered by snow I am a writer,
even when my heart is broken and I shed a few tears I am a writer,
even when I gaze at the stars breathing my last this is who I am,
this is the language of my heart,
the collection of my thoughts,
this is a part of my soul.

It is between the gaps that lay between words that I am free,
It is in the black and white portrait painted by my person in honesty hidden amongst crumpled papers that I live free,
It is in the subjective emotions and thoughts that scream to be heard yet seen by none that I breathe free.

I am a slave to the word set lay to bear by weaker moments and written only to touch hearts though never shown

The Foggy Man

Some days I wake up and see a man covered in fog, like I have lived my life searching for myself and still there are parts of myself I cannot find. Some days I wake up and see that there are dark parts in my soul that will swallow my heart if I'm pushed too far and I can no longer carry the expectations and hopes I have for myself. Some days I wake up and see that as the days go by the jigsaw puzzle that makes up my thoughts keeps getting more pieces and becoming more complicated faster than I can pit the pieces together. Sometimes I see nothing but the foggy grey figure who has so many talents and gifts he cannot decide which are defines him and that foggy reflection there lies not a man but a boy that is scared wit less by his own potential.??

The Broken Man??

Other days I see what I think is the present me through a broken mirror with missing parts. Where the point of impact where the chasm that separates his heart begin comes from a lifetime of blows from women he has loved and beloved to be his fated one, his other half and all they left him with is the dry blood on his lips and deep feelings of betrayal. Feelings stemming from the remembrance that they broke him and still had the indecency to steal from him the special parts of him that made him whole. Sometimes I see my face in those broken pieces and wonder will I ever be able to put myself together again and find what I've lost.??

The Made Man??

Most days when I awake to my reflection, I see not the past nor the present. I see a man taller than me, stronger than me and smarter than me. Who's body is covered by scars from old battle wounds taken in his stride of which now paint an amazing tale of survival and love. A man who's full smile breaths life into my dreams and happiness into my heart  one who has tamed the beast we call life and influenced the lives of millions. These days when I see that reflection I smile at him, and thank him for showing me the person I want to become because sometimes I wonder if I'm already him.

So I am sitting in the park doing a few sketches, of people, pets, tress buildings even the sky the Saturday morning sky. It's that time of year again, mid February when all is red and heart shaped.

I am alone amongst couples picnics thinking about the evening ahead, how I will try sweep your feet away from you, try my best to make you smile and make you fall deeper in love with me. Remind you again why we started this journey you and me. I see the happiness on their faces, the love in their eyes, the memories in the way they hold hands and the security to each others presence. I see the promise of tomorrow in the look of love that paints these strangers faces. I can feel their love spreading to me, their happiness their shy glances and the small habits belonging only to lovers. The little bits and pieces that put together the portrait of loves look. I could hear birds sing, the wind breezes sweet whispers, and the caress of the morning sun.

Everything stopped dead.

I saw a figure, I saw  2 figures one belonging to you. With hands together, smiles full and the look of love fluttering across your faces. A heartbeat passed. I saw the slow kiss that was exchanged between the 2, the hands moving to waist of him, the hands moving from shoulders to neck, yours caressing his entire existence.

A heartbeat passed.

I saw loves look deep within your eyes penetrating my fire.

A heartbeat passed.

I felt the wet of the beginning if an endless rain upon my face, the earthquake that shook my soul.

A heart beat passed.

You walked past me, me hidden amongst the crowd, hidden by newly cut hair, large sunglasses and a beard neatly trimmed. You didn't see me, never looked I'm my direction. I thought to myself how, no more importantly what now. I could feel the chasms form in my heart swallowing life, I could feel the drops of my souls leaving from my eyes. I could feel the cold wind absorbing my fire leaving me frozen.

I stood up and walked, I walked with the eyes red, hands shaking, sobs stifled by pride and I walked. Out of your heart out of your life, towards the darkness of solitude the hollowness of betrayal. Preparing myself for the calls at midnight asking for forgiveness and the worthless tears you would show to me. I would show you my strength that even when I am shattered I can stand. And say to you "I saw you you didn't see me, in the place surrounded by green and fitted by lovers. I saw the look of love on your face without me. Goodbye" and forever I will remember, on the day of roses and heart shaped gifts, you turned love's look to heartbreak.

Him: Did you read the poetry on my blog?
Her: No I haven't got the chance.
Him: I was wondering, I think its the 5th time I ask though.
Her: I don't get why you have to be on my case though.
Him: Uhm okay let me try describe it to you then.
Him: Wait let me ask you something. If I said to you, you are alive in my writing, what would you think?
Him: What if somewhere on this planet your whole being was put on a piece of paper, ever part of you that contributes to your perfection, would you be willing to see it. Would you like to see the beauty that lies when my eyes see you in short moments?
Her: You're not making sense, you're acting kind of weird.
#He laughs
Him: The messy picture of my person would only drive you away, so lets stay together as strangers. Let's sit here waiting for the point of which this thing that encompasses me and you falls apart.
Her: I don't get what you're saying.
Him: I know but I don't know how else to put it, that's the scary thing about us writers - it's scary to realize that there are people who can understand you from a few words on paper and its saddening to realise that there are people no matter how hard you try to show the picture, they will never see the truth hidden behind the painted canvas.

Him: I'm glad I got to see you, I've missed you these past few months.
#She laughs
Her: Well I had to travel around the country to see you. It would **** me off if you weren't so happy to see me.
Him: Don't act like you didn't want to come see me either.
Her: So when are you going to come see me then?
Him: I don't know ey, but it will be soon. You've got me addicted again.
#He kisses her
Her: You make me sound like I'm just a drug.
#She smiles
Him: To me your more like the inevitable truth.
#She laughs
Her: Really though.
Him: Pretty deep right?
Her: Yeah kinda unnecessary….you're different though.
Him: No I am not, the difference between me and the guy you know is that I'm not where I want to be, he was.
Her: But you're changing that right.
Him: Yeah I think I'm on my way there.
Her: So are you single?
#He laughs
Him: Yeah I am you?
Her: Yeah me too…
Him: So what happened to that other guy?
Her: He wasn't my type I guess, I didn't love him.
Him: Didn't love him….Do you……..Do you still love me?
Her: I wouldn't be here if I didn't.
#He laughs
Him: That is true. We are such a mess though.
#She laughs
Her: We both know love isn't easy…..I think….I think I will wait for you.
Him: Wait for me?
Her: Yeah, to get to the place you want to be.
Him: ………….
Him: …… I really don’t deserve you.
Her: What's that supposed to mean?
Him: It means I have loved you since the first moments we spent time together. When we slept together in the park under tree, when you watched me nervously recite my poetry in front of a crowd, when went with friends to the beach, and spent the hour before a test together to calm our nerves we loved each other. But when I left and fought with my parents to pursue my dreams and ended up not coming back, when things got so bad we spent weeks without talking, when I started unnecessary fights because I wanted to try move on after I lost hope you loved me still and you came all the way here to see me. I keep falling deeper for you and I trust you with my heart. I don't know what I did to get you to love me but sometimes I think I don't deserve it. But I will love you wholly, care for you deeply, and stay by you stubbornly, because I think we belong together. Wait for me, and I'll take us were we have dreamed of going, wait for me and you will get my everything.
Her: It's because you think like that that I can't let you go, you don't take me for granted and I'm not a trophy to you.
Him: That's because even as blind as I am I can see you are worth the whole world.
#He kisses her

Lover
I loved you,
I cared for you,
I lived for us,
And you broke me,
You said it didn't matter,
You said I could do better

Bleeder
I cried for you,
I missed you,
I longed for you,
And you ignored me,
You said I should move forward,
You said I shouldn't have bothered

Sleeper
I faced solitude without you,
I faced loveless *** without you,
I faced starless skies without you,
And you never heard me,
I decided to pursue a better self,
I decided to forgive myself

Searcher
I found myself without you,
I loved myself without you,
I moved forward without you,
And you'll never know this me,
I decided to put myself first,
And quickly I became best,
I decided to love wholly again,
And realised that you were my bane

Believer
Now I travel 16 hours to new places,
Finding adventure in new faces,
Now I spend time amongst friends,
In them my soul has been cleansed,
Now I am the picture of love and composure
So I thank you for you made better, stronger

Through an autumn forest,
I searched amongst dead leaves,
Through a winter tempest,
I searched amongst dead streets

Baby I will still keep searching,
For your flickering flames fervor,
For my soul has been yearning,
For a love I can now nurture

So I found you in a empty park,
Wounded beast laid apart,
Lines of tears shed in the dark,
Ebbing from a broken heart

My mind told me to fear you,
And leave you in your cage,
My heart told me to free you,
On the lines of this blank page

Her: I love you? Him: ......I care for you? Her: Is that all? Your such an *******.?
Him: Do you think so? I don't want to lie to you.?
Her: What do you mean??
Him: Let me tell you what it means when I say I love someone, what it I love you truly means.? Him: Love is when I can walk up to you and say that I saw you yesterday, but today  you are more beautiful than I have seen you any day, than I've seen you everyday, than I told you you were yesterday. Love is when I can hold your hand and walk with you saying nothing and sometimes looking you in the eye and still feel like we spoke in volumes. Love is when we have an argument and I feel like I can't do it anymore, and I can walk away from you knowing that tomorrow I can come back, hold you in my arms and say I'm sorry and everything will go back to being normal. Love is when I can listen to you tell me about every part of you, about the parts you love about yourself and the parts you hate. When I can listen to you tell you about the mistakes you've made, the people you've hurt and the people who've hurt you. Love is when I can take one look at you, go to the store buy you ice cream, snacks and hire a dvd for us to watch because I can see only at a glance that you've had an awful day. Love is when everything I do when I'm not with you isn't as colourful, when I be with you outside of life. Love is when we help each other to reach our goals and forever doesn't matter because we are trying to make the best of today and tomorrow together. Its when I am yours, and you are mine; mind, body, soul and heart.? Her: .......I don't know what to say......?
Him: Let me ask you then. Do you love me? If you do then don't leave because I don't. Stay with me and give me chance to fall in love with you too.

Do you believe were destined for this
To be here were words aren't spoken
For our words to become knife and fist
And after meetings we leave each other shaken

We lost what we never had always wanted
You never saw my suffering, and I your pain
You never saw the picture my words painted
And I never saw that your heart had bruise and stain

What do we do with the memories we have
Do we act like we've forgotten them?
The nights we spent together now lost?
And our feelings of betrayal behind masks?

I don't like what we've become
I felt like we were destined
To be friends and close
But now we are another "past"

You've captured that part
taken what I had hidden
You've moved us past the start

You can take it, parts I had ditched
Because I know you will cherish
Broken parts you've now stitched

When I am the summer heat
And love is my every thought
You let taste things so sweet

I can no longer feel afraid
For you have killed doubt
You have left me amazed

All of it, All of me, all of him
Parts that are ragged,
Even parts that are prim

So I woke up just past midnight and you were there looking straight at me. Well you were sleeping bit you were in clear view of me and me you and for a minutes or seconds I stared. Even when you're fast asleep your pretty, it makes it so hard every time i sleep over. I can't find anything in your personality to convince myself not to like you, you tell me things about yourself that hit me hard and cause feelings that I am drowning to surface. Tonight you're in my dreams, one of which I woke up from with a start because it felt to much like what I wanted, I was with you yet without we were a thing and we were not. But what woke me up from it is for a moment in my dream I had you in my arms and at that moment we were about to put lips together and it was the precipice of something amazing. It scared me abit, cause I wanted it, not sure if I needed it, and when it was about to happen I was about to lose myself within it. You know I like you, but the more time we spend together the more i feel like I'm standing alone on a hill top and slowly but surely I'm sliding towards a valley that has you in it. I think I might be slowly falling in love. I am sorry if I show this to you, it will complicate alot, I am sorry that I am nit made of stone, I think it would of made things easier. I don't think I can sleep next to you again as a friend I don't think I can close my eyes and open them later still separated by the few inches between us that are starting to feel like a chasm. I think I might be insecure also, I feel like right now I am not the guy I might need to be for you, I'm not satisfied with where I am standing right now. I've got demons I need to face and a part of me wants to be saved from myself. I don't want us to change what we have right now but i feel like the way we are doing things right now will bring about change even if we don't want it. In truth i think desire leads my thoughts more than the rest, its my baser instincts that speak loudly causing me to paint this midnight portrait even in my dreams. I am afraid of you, I have a tendency if falling for the right girl at the wrong time and once I fall I fall hard, if I  am falling for you at one point we won't be able to stay as friends

I'm having those pen and paper moments where my words and poetry are so honest I'm scared of sharing them. But since since they're about you, about us I thought you should know. We started out strangers like everyone else, spent time together and became friends and all the time I found out things about you that made me develop feelings about, habits that I didn't think anyone else would see, how when you were explaining something about something that happened or about someone else you would look me directly in the eye with confidence but when you talked about yourself it was hard for you to look me in the eye like you were afraid you'd see judgment in my eyes, the way when you walk towards me from a distance you looked at your toes a few times and when you got close enough to see my smile you always used your left hand to move your hair behind your ear, the way you start waving your hands when you explain something you didn't like. In those moments I realized that you were the type of girl that wanted a relationship to have a solid beginning, were a guy would ask you to be his girlfriend and not just happen to become it. That you wanted someone that would accept how busy you are and how he should know he has your heart and that the other guys really are friends. I realised that I could fall for you, that if we kept going I would....?.... I started thinking to myself that I think I really like this girl and I'm not sure I deserve her, I want her to be happy and I don't know if I'm that for. Because I knew right now I am not at my best and I'd  like to only give you my best. I am capable of alot but like every guy out there I need someone to guard the one part of me I can't protect my heart and I can support your burdens no matter what happens I am strong enough for that. So I guess I'm here now thinking that I've decided to ask you out, and hope you'll give me the chance to make you happy and hopefully be good enough to be your significant other and see were the road tells us.

It begins
Beat slowing pacing up
Fire slowly heating up
Wind slowing howling louder
Water flow moving faster

It begins
Its the fire that burns nations
When reason is lost to passion
It's the quake that breaks buildings
When the love shows it's beginnings

It begins
Its slowly filling up dry soil
Bringing water to a hot boil
Its slowly lighting cast tinder
Knowing well it will cast all things asunder

It begins
It begins as a slow glow
It begins as a small steams flow
It begins as slowly warming coal
It begins as the calling of a soul

It begins and I do not fight it
Because I want eternity from it

What is the earth between
But a simple scene
What is the time spent in dreams
But the future we've foreseen

We are across mountains
Separated by tarred roads
We are sipping from a fountain
Holding back from thirsts goads

Each time we talk move closer
Souls moving ever deeper
Each time our bodies grow hotter
Lusts rampage we silently suffer

As the time moves forward
I lose myself in the coming future
Each time my smile turns broad
The distance becomes even more meager

I cannot trust myself with you
For I know these feelings are true

From silence to strangers
To black ink spilt neatly on pages
From heart happy while its vacant
To the possibility I'm taken

Are we really heating up so quick,
Again turning into love's addicts,
I don't know whether to concede,
Whether to begin to feed,
Greed born from hearts soft need
Should we really plant this seed?
Moving to lover's innocent deeds

I'm afraid, how can I not be?,
When every moment there's fire
Pressing buttons and screens,
Messages that feelings now sire
No I'm terrified of this fire
I don't know whether this will take us
Lower, deeper or higher

We cannot halt this slow dancing,
We cannot stem this rivers flowing,
So I hope, while we are burning,
From passion we've decide to keep birthing
That in these flames that come in beginnings
We don't lose the chemistry and this turns
To just another memory spent flirting

I am man from unkempt head to toe,
I am man mind, heart, body and soul
I am man from birth to ash over coals,
I am man from desert sand to river flow

Can I break the earth with my touch
Can I freeze the sky with my breath
Can I be brave and embrace death
Can I burn on empires with a torch

Am I willing to lead lost people
Am I the one to make countless revel
Am I to take things to new levels
Am I truly that capable

A star at the brink of death, bright and explosive
A black whole eating everything around it, never passive
A tiger hunting, playing and killing on instinct, without notion
A wild forest fire burning dry leaves, overflowing passion

Refreshing ice cubed drink in mid summer, burning and hot
Wild autumn winds blowing leaves through empty lots
Cold winter nights lost in blurred moments after taken shots
Calm spring mornings spent on roof smoking ***

Bramble and bushes, earth beneath bare feet
Eating quick meals, cross-legged feet on seat
Loud shouts, hitting hard words with heat
Naked friction, chest to chest, beat to beat

She is always aloof and moving, always seeing
She is overly known to be a different being
She is always searching and always dreaming
She encompasses what it means to be a wilder thing

My love is selfish, it never wants to share
Even when you've got things to do
It wants every single part of you
My love is selfish, it always wants to care

It hates the people it thinks you've hidden
Above all the things you've already given
It's painful to bear when it hides and fronts
When it's not enough to fulfil what you want

It tries to show itself in deeds
It asks you silently to let it be
It asks you to remember it tried
It asks even when it hides

My love is selfish, please just see it through
My love is selfish, It wants to be loved too

This window sill is my comfort
This slow evening breeze my company
This lightless cityscape is my playground
This empty echo within my soulmate

I am flying in the sky,
Swimming in the ocean.
I ponder the meaning of life,
And the morality of abortion
I shake to a silent rhythm,
Change paper with emotion.
I paint black and white portraits,
Taming my heart's commotion.

How do you not see the bonfires that light past the midnight clock
Or hear the symphony of hearts singing through the darkness
How do you not hear the soft wind and tall waves hitting stagnant pillars of piers and docks
Or hear the echo of solitude and self-reflect hidden in the emptiness

Heavy are the weights of memories of my past.
Heavy are the thoughts of attempts to reach hearts.
Heavy are the dreams chasing far far-off pictures.
Heavy are the responsibilities of men with strong statures.

I belong with the feathered creatures,
I belong in early morning bleakness.
I dream therefore I hope, I breathe therefore I move,
I make choices with love and happiness therefore I've only now begun to live

They started down the gravel road
Road seemingly leading to better places
Road joining paths with an unsure hold?
Road changing heartbeats paces??

Pardon his excuses?
He knows he is rapidly falling in love with you?
He fears that you may never feel the same?
He knows not the things you want him to do?
He fears his can never your wild heart tame??

Pardon her excuses?
She knows your intentions are pure?
She fears that you are like the rest?
She knows that your love is her cure?
She fears that you're also just another guest??

Pardon his excuses?
He has loved to wildly, to deeply?
He now has scars upon his hidden heart?
He has waited to long to live simply?
He now wants to have a slower start

Pardon her excuses ?
She now knows they cannot love her?
She has tried many times to believe different?
She now thinks pain lives when venturing deeper?
She has too many times been swept by love's currents??

Pardon their excuses?
They have loved and burnt hearts?
They have lived and frozen thoughts?
They have risen and ascended heights?
They have fought and lost life's fights?
They have lost the courage to aim for summers loving smiles and winters duel embrace nights

I have fallen, in love or grace?
I am fire, I am lightning?I set my lovers ablaze
Dreams of loving dreams of living

Pelted by an endless rain
Storm so thick there is no sight
Hail on heart adding scars on pain
Warmth eating snowy nights

Bitter taste of unswallowed blood
Numb from thought, numb from dark
Yearning for sun to come in flood
I am dreaming contrast is stark?

Eyes closed dreams of flowers of spring  ,Colour of autumn
Fallen tears already dried, thoughts no longer solemn
Happiness I find in late Summer's blossoms

I can feel it slowly happening
Hot midsummer evening
?It's dancing with my hidden fears?
Slowly covering my undrying tears?
It slowly flowing into my soul?
Giving life to my cold coals?

I am so passionately scared of you?
So Frightful of the things you do?
Things you do in ignorance?
None of which require penance?
Slowly I'm sinking deeper and deeper?
Brink of loving, thoughts now meager

I cannot stop this slow dance?
It pulls my person, grabs my heart?
Breaths my air, puppeteer stringing?
Along unrequited love in a sinister advance??
I cannot stop my falling for you?
I cannot stop this slow drop