a poem wrote me
almost before I knew.
my hand my mind my pen
just a muse
for sentiment that oozes
like sap from a tree
after Winter harsh and cold
has just released the grip
of icy fingers
melting into Spring.
a poem wrote me
while hungry earth
beneath my feet
waited for the sugar
nourishing seeds
growing the flowers
to prove that life goes on.
my life goes on
because a poem writes me
still.

Disaster is ugly and disgusting
Causing misery and chaos screaming
Out of dull, green rises singing
Beauty from destruction
I become one with the broken tons
We have animosity sprouting
The generation of new beginnings
We are the solution
Problem solving through chaos impact
We are problematic fact
We are the next impact
A world accepting of human beings
We can be something

Average seems kind of demeaning in the new make belief history
Born to be different in a normal structure
I pray to God people encourage the different hospitality
Seeing people like me
The rebellious living
The compassion rolled perfectly upon their sleeves
Forgive our wanting
We have potential
The insecure eat it all
Leaving us lifeless
Battered and wondering
We can be more than a drunken dream
A disaster of strategic possibilities

See, I want to leave this town as there is nothing for me here. You don't want to leave because you have everything here. I don't want to leave you as you are my best friend. But I wonder if be being here is hurting more than leaving would? I live with you because you are my best friend and I love you and we get along better than anyone. Does it hurt to have me live with you but not be with you? Would it hurt you less to have me gone? Is me being here somehow creating a means to the end of our friendship deep seeded from a resentment? I don't want to lose you as a friend ever! I need your happy face in my life. But with my inability to be in love with you, can we co-exist or would it be better for you if I where to just leave?

My Imaginary Lover and I array the night sky with passion entwined into one
By the Seaside, we fled and flew into the air
And by the Moon's Hands,
We strolled through cosmic Air

My Imaginary Lover and I array the night sky,
In a moment to behold,
With a penchant deeper than the Cloud's depth,
We flew and sailed towards the moon,
And by the Moon's edge,
There we stood,
In a flow of glow abundance
As the moon held us in time's hands
As the Moon lit up our Glory,
There we stood,
As time stood still,
By the Moon's Edge

My Lover and I array the night sky in a moment of glory,
By the Moon's Edge

*Evna-Luna©

I never knew I was filled with a light
Until the darkness became my home
A dawning day in the black of night
Where pain and regret and fear call home

But I made a choice to react with love
Not following the path the darkness led
A gift that is given from up above
Creating new life where once was death

Because there is freedom in the fall
When your fears are realized
Creating love from the chaos of it all
The choice was mine to decide

Light of day and dark of night
Together they both play a part
In my heart, there’s a shining light
Illuminating beauty in the dark

above the naked sea,
the wind’s blue
castles
raise their
drawbridges
of air.

When the sour rains come, you'll remember the shelter in my heart
yet when the hot sun shines, you'll recall the shed in my soul
When the road is endless, you'll remember your miles I walked
in the silent night, you'll miss the moments we talked
When the creepy rhythm of the night starts to scare
You'll recall the moments I was right there
and when the brightly burning moon and the stars light the cold night
You'll crave a walk through the illumination but fright
Won't let you risk venturing into the enchanting warm rays
You'll miss our romantic walks during the good old days.
When the storms come with their fatal thunderbolts
You'll make for the safety under your adrenaline vaults
You'll wish I was by your chilly desolate bedside
presenting my masculine chest for your innocence to hide
You'll miss the magical touch of my wet lips
Whilst your heartbreaks and blood red emotion drips
When flowers in your tended gardens bloom they'll but fruit gloom
For their sweet scent will reconstruct my presence in the empty room
When my favourite classics and RnBs play on the radio
You'll remember dancing to some of them during our cardio
And when the telenovela we watched together
Comes on you'll wish you'd never said never
you'll want me to come home, you'll miss my golden smile,
look through the pane in pain hoping I'll appear along the isle
our memories will be the gravity pulling you to remorse
tears'll spring from costly decisions you'll want to reverse
you'll throw pillows and gnaw your teeth while missing us
when all you're throwing away will return like an ancestral curse
You'll try to find us in liquor but we won't be under those bottles
no amount of ***** will manage to drown the pain within
you'll let so many other lads into your knickers but that too won't pay
sleep under showers, even that won't wash the mire of where you've been
and then you'll dial my number and I'll anxiously pick up
only to listen to silence on the other end for you'll lack what to say
I'll try to get the words out of you but sobbing you'll hung up
And being the one for you, the one destiny charmed like a hub
I'll run out the door and jump into a nearby cab
to come and welcome the prodigal back to my heart
for I know there's no life when we're even just a second apart
in about an hour I'll be by your door, a happy soul under teary eyes
knocking with a big box full of pardon before you apologise
that's how much I love you... even if you doubt I deserve you
and when the time comes, you'll realise my passion is true