Empty souls drifting in the wind, blow to the corners of the world
where they patiently wait for the next breeze.
And all but one gave up.
She danced with the breeze and twirled amongst the hurricanes,
flowed with the clouds and jumped with the lightning All but she stayed still,
for they had long ago given in to the system,
where it was she who stepped on its toes.
Questioning and fighting for what she believed to be right.
And now, where all but she is cornered
you find her staring at the stars
where in her mind she is dancing amongst the storms
for they prepare her for the next night...

One year ago you were a stranger to me, your scars a untold story, your moods something I knew nothing of...
Your eyes a window I could not look thru,  your soul a story begging to be whispered to mine. And now one year later laying in your arms I can hear your heart shouting 'I love you' with ever beat. And mine rhythmically answering. I relive the stories of every one of your little scars and blemishes knowing exactly how it happened, I look at you and see everything that you feel, your soul is poring out thru your eyes my darling I feel your pain, I see your dreams, I relive your past with you. And I wonder how I had the privilege of becoming that one person whom you regard as part of your soul...

The blinkering lights being mirrored on the perfectly still water reminds me of everything in the past year, good choices mediocre mistakes and just everything.
And then the fireworks exploding in the night sky bringing this promising light for our future, this light full of wonder and breathtaking colors. The sparks flying like the possibilities of what ever is in store for us next...

You are like a picture
Every flaw so beautifully painted
All the edges rounded and hightend
Your beautiful blue eyes are iluminated
By your glowing smile
And over flowing youth.
You are the most breath taking piece of art I have ever seen,
That is why I just had to have you..
My darling if I should ever lose you
I would lose the biggest part of my soul....

All the girls with the pretty faces are the ones with the blank souls.
They have shallow emotions, act on the crowd, don't know how to be themselves because they never truely were, ever.
The fake little laugh matched with a pretencious little smile.
The gloss and shadow covering their expressions creating the perfect mask.
When it is removed all that is left is a shallow life less hope less souls.

How can a face
So wickedly beautiful
And a heart so kind
All be portrayed as
Something so evil
Yet so delicious inside.
Something you know to steer clear of,
But find yourself pulled closer,
Every time..
A beautiful face that
Consumes me completely
And a soul drawing
Me deeper into this,
Beautiful chaos with his
Devilish smile.
And oh that charm!
It can almost make me forget
What a monster you are...

The beauty which we cannot see
has been thrown away at sea
Along with all the hopes and dreams
We have ever had for our planet.
The beauty of the morning mist,
Untouched by the destructive hands
Of humanity!
Wanting to make but will never be able
To create..
We are killing the beauty which we cannot process,
We pick the flowers for their unimagineable grace,
Instead of observing it in its rightful place,
Where it can grow further and create more.
We don't understand
That by trying to construct
We are breaking down
What was made,
By God's hand.