Each realized desire only grows a new desire.
Fulfillment can never make you happy because desire is endless and fulfillment is limited.
There will always be the next want or desire making you unhappy.
Therefore, the wisdom of poets who transform desire into beauty.

I saw a little crab coming out the sea
snail shell greeting me.
I saw a ladybug
******* and welcoming
me on the beach.

Then I bathed in the luminous
sun rays naked.
Bare beauty of existence:

I let the lady bug go                
near the coast
to climb on the finest bush branch.
Thank you, happy-go-lucky!
I go as well. . . sweet lady

I saw grey green *****
running into the shade
hiding among sea rock
cracks. . .sea waves splashing over them.

I saw a lonely seagull staring at me
thoughtfuly aware. This reserve sharp,
piercing gaze surpised me ~ thinking:
"Who is this-lady occupying my bay?"

Then the seagull flew away landing
nearby on the baby waves, swaying
with a natural rhythm, drifting, white,
away, still aware of my presence.

I had to draw him within my mind
to capture the curve of his beak
and the orange yellow shade, eyes
thinking of other eyes, masculinity.

The body was The Livingston.  Pure
bonus. Of living. I saw all human beings
have this yearning soul, wanting to be
happy. Every inner light glows beautifully.

*Thank you ~ Majestic Universe! We are
never alone! Interconnected I am, happy,
content, loving each rock, pebble, soil~
tree, person, sunrise~music~sunset!
Every ripple's interference phenomena
caused by these amazing alive beings.
Morning around. . .

You are the soul of my self, life and breath,
endless beginning and duration
of my thoughts, emotions and will,
source of matter creating memory of the soul,
noon and thymos residing in my chest,
heavens in which the afterlife starts,
psyche appearing in my dreams,
wind and air of my inner cosmos,
lightest, spherical atoms composing my soul,
synthesis of all my sensations.
Your words of adoriation are ever living fire.
Flesh of my soul have been irrevocably affected
by your spiritual intelligence
and wisdom of your blood age generating thoughts.
Effluence of your loving spirit inflames circumpolar stars.
Motion in the sky is just reflection of God's destiny for us.
Love was never abstract for Cassiopeia the Queen
and all rising stars like our moon and sun.
Love, innefable realm,
mainstay of heart and mind,
sun in the center of human microcosm,
eyes, ears, tounge, hands and feet of God,
inherent nature of breath during the day and night,
one and only consciousness eluding death and time,
axiomatic language of infinite Universe
intimately connected to the philosophy of the core of all.
You are North Star on celestical sphere of my notions
showing me angelic love of woman
with power of all stars of northern heavens.

If I looked at you
Would you smile or be disappointed?
It's not me that you should judge
Because if you think I'm like every other man
Then you're wrong my love

It's just that what I feel
Is what I see in you
And the fear that makes you reject me
Is not because you think I'm ordinary
It's because you think you are

Don't be sorry to accept my love
I'm no longer here for the night
It's only about the morning
Because a sunrise is what I want
And not shadows afraid of your life

If you think you cannot hold me
Then let your eyes fall to the floor
But what I want is what you want
And though we knew each other once
It's not the past that will save us

How many times can you say no?
What is tomorrow without hope?
You won't tell me why
But your eyes can never lie
And that is why I want you so badly

You have to believe in yourself
And you have to believe in me
If I seem so desperate to you
Then is it really me or you?
Because all I said was hello

Falling from the sky
above. Screaming out
in pain. Wings grew on
his way down to the
ground. Causing his
back and bones to
ache. Screaming in
the dark asking God
to show him a spark
or any kind of mark.
Not aware of how his
wings looked like. Or if
they were in shades of
black or grey. They held
powers to create storms
at the end of the day.
They held powers to
break the silence in
undiscovered forests
and in caves near the
oceans furious waves.
Falling down from the
sky he thought his life
has came to an end.
Falling down from the
sky carrying thoughts
of why. He wasn't aware
that he was given a gift
from the angels above.
He thought he was
****** and forever
cursed.

He met a girl down on
his way. She looked pretty
and free. Flapping her wings
with such beauty. With marks
on her skin and stars in her
eyes. He asked her how will
they survive. In undiscovered
lands and in darkness. She
replied by holding hands. The
only way for us is stick together through midnight and dusk.
Before the sunshine covers
these lands with its golden
rays. We have to find a hiding
spot to stay and pray. When it's
dark we can come out and play.
We'll have each other all day.
Would you mind if i place a soft
kiss on your lips ? They say love
heals all kinds of wounds. Would
you mind if i place a kiss on
those marks found on your
skin ? I promise they'll feel
better by noon. Don't you frown
now boy. We were given a gift
from God. Wings to carry us
wherever we want. And each
other to hug and kiss when
times get hard* ~