parallel motions
aligned in asymmetrical
      symmetry of the
subconscious eyes seeing
abductees of the mind
     gathering in blind
            exitement

opening to the silent sound of
fingers painted in rainbows

        touching the innermost
    honesty of every verbal
echo

mending hearts
                 in no time at all
         needing nothing but
*devotion

although sweet as the
         loveliest rose
     in summers bloom
eternity linger in the golden
                    nowhere called future

               colorful sadness
           awaits every corner turned
       never ending the
   divided truth as
youth falls behind ... waving its *´bon voyage!´

elegantly the night
lowers her veil over

    the days final
    breath, while
    curtains slowly dance

    in the cold evening breeze

thoughts fade until
all is quiet and we
give in to the nights
energy with its seemingly endless supply of
*time

with every
heartbeat you seek the
innermost secrets, with
trembeling hands you
endure the pain

critically you examine your soul
in search for the
truth that can set
you free, but

blinded by the future
you hit the window... hard

terrified you back down
hurting, not expecting to be
entitled to feel anything

softly rising to the surface
elevated mind...
alive!

there's nothing quite like
        a spaced out bard with a lute
there's just that quiet hike
        in space-time-mass we salute

    we find our spaces
    we spend our times
    we blend with the masses
    and hope that it rhymes

Endlessly... we fall...
connecting through
cognetive strenght as we
endeavor the practice of
never looking back...
trembling hands
reaching out for
intricate parts of reality...
concerned... we fall...

Positive emotions dance happily
as morning mist turns into droplets that
run down the side of your face like tears
and I rejoice while we
climb as
high as can be,
up into the sky, over the clouds - over the sea
time slows down... stops...
endlessly... we fly!

Freefalling ... waiting for the wacky 'chute to open
Falling further and further away from the ground
silently ... without a sound ... we rise

silk and velvetlike the dark draws me
into harmony with every
little piece of my soul
encouraging me to lie down
next to the all but
crimson future as
everything falls silent...