Before you
speak
do
wish
think
or feel

think about it
for yourself,
make sure it's real.

Because nine times of out ten, chances are you'll catch your mind
in a game of pretend. The only difference is there's no fun in the end.
Just a lonely game for one, *so why begin?

Todays sun felt lonely
Drenched in isolation
Melting for acceptance
Draping light upon empty carcasses
Feeling the gravity of the space between

An embrace no one can fulfill
Without the proper tools
The days will be spent empty
Full of giving solar flares of its former self
Begging for a better understanding
feeling altruism at the core

When voice fails
My purple pen
Embraces
My keening soul

i had a dream once
that when i grew up
i would live in the clouds
being a fashion designer
eating cake all day...
all night.

that was a silly one:
a childhood fantasy
swallowed up by reality.

now i hope
to fall in love
to make a family
to find happiness
in the most unexpected
places.

i think that is more realistic,
don't you?

capture wings of butterflies
sunsets roses, moons and stars,
resolve around elegant tapestry
woven white doilies.
Rearrange
the synaptic fireworks ,
compose Beethoven's next symphony
study Freud's last dream.
Echo, echo....
make the new love
an urgent poem,
play it from imagination
'til realization.
echo......
into eternity.......