I stir
And I roll
In strange disturbance
And aggravation
The dullness numbing
And frightening
I fear
Silence deafening
I hear
Inner soul dispersing
I tear

Subtle
Yet absolutely obvious

Tiny
Yet so magnanimous

Teasing
Yet extremely passionate

*I watched them by the shore
And I was in awe
For that love in their eyes
That's what I'm looking for

I don't know if you know how it feels like
But let me tell you

It's suffocating
It's embarrassing
Like hands choking a neck
Like boots on a face

Down.

Thats all it is.

Down to nothingness.
In that moment
I am nothing

It's the calm after a storm
Yet afraid
Because of the breeze you are taking in
Oh so gently

It's the sigh of relief
The finger crossing
And the little wishes upon stars
That it stays this way

So that I could sail on this little boat
With this little wind
Cuddling me

It's easy to forget
Many many things
But it's definitely hard to forget
Our story, our feelings

She looks out her bedroom window
and shuts her hazel eyes
she whispers under her timid breath
a little wish inside

He would be standing there
with that charming smile
a wave full of excitement
inviting her along

She looks out her bedroom window
and she opens her eyes slowly
"Please be there."

The stars were gentle...

But they screamed out to me
The tales of fate and destiny

They sang the songs of flaming promises
To remind me
To touch my heart and feel

To remember
The healing touch of the moon
And the warmth of the sun

To live with no regrets
To love with all my heart
To smile like there is no tomorrow.

Touch me with your warm fingers
Every inch of my skin
Fire up my body
Aflame my being

Your lips to my neck
Nibbles and kisses
Taste it gently
Or aggressively
You know I'm craving for it

The silence of the night
So calming and soothing
The company of the moon
Magnanimously comforting

The coffee goes cold
Under the strong wind from the fan
The movie plays
As my mind gears run

Trying to read
But I can't stop thinking
Many different scenarios
Playing out in my head

My life
Flashing before my eyes
My words
Rushing into my fingertips

My identity
My person
My love

Is this me?

I hope so.

In the inability to understand
Stands a thousand wishes
In the palms of one's hands

In the swift of fate
Stands a beautiful surprise
With no explanation

In the hands of warmth
Stands an overwhelming feeling
With emotions and smiles

In the hues of your eyes
Stands a place of comfort
With my hand in yours

Since when...
Did we decide
That words could be sharpened
And used as tools
To pierce into other's confidence
And scrap their flesh of esteem

To put them down
And tell them it is their fault
For what happened to them