Oh , I'd love to let my fingers talk to your skin
Let my fingertips whisper electric nuances
to the receptors within
Send shivers all over your body
Let my palms place the curves in the swerves
of my imagination
My breath saying warm subjectives
next to your ears
My lips pondering the distance
behind your knee
The numbness of your toes tortured
by my trembling tongue
The kiss counts upon the ribcage
of your breathless chest
As the sun wishes it could set
as beautifully as your best

I saw claws that dug deep into my skin more like my soul,
they would't let go,
I tried to look up and I saw horns with thorns.
Every time they drew near to my face,
they pierced my flesh and blood dripped like a heavy rain.
This mysterious monster, fiend,
made a terrible screech which should me endlessly,
I could feel myself vibrating,
fear had gotten a hold on me,
its almost like I could hear myself screaming,
but know one could hear me,
eventually I woke up to realize it was only just a dream!

When you come home
bring forth a garden, a storm
all the colors of you
a flower petaled rain befalls me
a soaking, sweeping view
from mountains you come
calmly with rain
deep from earth's core
sweet with petrichor
encircling softly warm
attracts me magnetically
stupefies me uncontrollably
though I know the killing hour
will come crushing, empty and forlorn.

Lilies in the long grass
wild with tigers, striped orange
under trees, cool canopied
buds of sun blossoming
pretty cats slumber
sleek they dream.

Nights,
twitching whiskery
breathing slow
slinking low
as if to stalk
shock the sallow moon
hunt and growl
purr and prowl
animals whispering
stark the tiger lilies
glistening.

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The dead winter night was doing as its name described..  It was so cold that know one had the energy to make a fire..  The best we could do is stay indoors and try and keep warm..  The entire village was freezing to near death..  It was then we heard amazing cracking noises coming from the forest..  Then we heard and felt large rumbles all over the village..  This went on through the morning..  It was then I felt a warmth coming in through the walls..  The entire hut was getting warmer and warmer..  At the center of the village is where I saw him..  His scales where star fire blue and his eyes where a deep golden hue I cannot describe..  This dragon gathered up many trees at the center of the village and set them ablaze with dragon fire..  The entire village was being warmed by the grand fire the Dragon had created..  Through the harsh winter the dragon kept the fire going..  I was able to gather some lore on the dragons and found that this particular dragon is named Secalos..  He saved our entire village that winter..  Good night kids! I hope you enjoyed the story..

I can always tell when I am on a different planet..  At times much of the surface looks the same as others...  But its when the stars come out at night..  Misplaced and rearranged they seem.. The stars of someone else's sky reminds me that I am never in the same place.. The constellations all have their stories..  I call it the book of stars.. As it is never ending to all the different eyes that behold them somewhere in time elsewhere...   This star page tells me I am on Earth tonight.. Orion is the first to greet me..  I must continue on..

Gathering colors of day
sea of green viridian, washing storms of grey
seagulls cry in shades colored blue
how mad the ocean's raving tune
it sweeps away the end of day, a hopeful sun
to paint the sky of blackness
paleness of moon
rises, fades
beyond the sway
of silvery shades
night shimmers its way
into red and blue
where fiery clouds ignite
the day once more anew.

I have stopped looking at the clouds
and start staring at cornered walls that surrounds me.

The clear skies that I would dream, wondering the complexities of its heights…

I often believed that the sky would make my dreams come true,
but in reality, all it takes to journey your dream is creating a stepping stone.
You can’t achieve anything without making any step.

I always like to jump into conclusion, fear of failure.
In this case, it hinders the optimism values we always have.

Diving into your deepest thoughts is just like scuba diving without oxygen.
We need to learn how to hold our breaths,  to accept everything
and process every obstacle in the depth of negativity.
For far beyond its deepness, there is light, shiny as pearls.
You’ll learn its wisdom, an insight that will guide you towards reaching any goal…


Written - 09/16/2013
Updated – 04/21/2014