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krissie Sep 2014
A beacon of hope, you came to me
A lighthouse found before I drowned at sea
All along I was searching for some meaning
Praying for more than the life I'd been leading

North, East
West and South
Lost in many ways
Possible
Tracks erased
I’m following a small star
Trying to find
Where you are

The stars make a play of calling out your name
I use airplanes for wishes and your voice to stay sane
Dream catchers cast shadows along every wall
I try hard to stand upright yet I usually fall

Every day that passes by
It kinda ***** knowing
Time still lies
60 minutes that runs so fast
While savoring
Moments that don’t really last

Dancing beneath a matching sunrise
Kindred souls and kaleidoscope eyes
Gliding like feathers in a world of anchors
Crafted this safe haven in a life of danger

Time, sweet time
Not really caring
Just handing out limes
I’m just a shadow
Blown around by the wind
Till the signs show up
And now we’re intertwined

Another coffee so late as wait 'til tomorrow
Meeting again like the sky greets the sparrow
First time I saw you, I knew I'd met my truth
The stars aligned on time, and then I saw you

© krissie
© Karl Chua
I regret not posting here more often. Life has been craaaazy. So enjoy this new little collab with the wonderful Karl Chua!
krissie Sep 2014
I simply want to sleep with someone
Only sleep, without the expectations

I simply want to be one with another
No conditions; no questions
krissie Sep 2014
Discover me by the shallow of the stream
Where the wind blows as I dwell in a dream
In the heart of wonder I shall delight to find
Pieces of myself through peace of mind

Instrumentals sound as the worries decay
Dawn breaks free as the vibrant leaves sway
Wrens sing cheerfully as though only for me
Emerald for my touch and breath for poetry

Won't think on the doubt that invades my soul
Nor the strife that builds until it overflows
New chances emerge and I can rightly see
I can't always be for others, I can only be

Will depart from here yet I will return fast
Where uneasiness is a thing of the past
Simply need relief from an enduring fight
Solitude worships a tranquil state of mind
For Joe Cole's challenge.
  Sep 2014 krissie
mark john junor
to look for beauty is a form of hope
perhaps a fools hope
but better that i be a fool and find
than regret not having looked
krissie Sep 2014
delicately, I want to tattoo
constellations across your skin
if only for the thought that
if I can't stay with you
then at the very least
my lazy sunday morning,
scrawled out make-believe,
scattered, multihued and
hypocritical ink will.

and whenever you're lost
you can follow the stars
and come back to me.

if it ever crosses your mind...
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