i turn delighted
watching the tears
roll down your face
washing away
the vile
you seem to project

your eyes are cleansed
of the toughness
brought forth
by a damaged heart

you try too hard

let go
and let be

life isn't a battle
it's a gift.

I want to be the reason you can't sleep at night. Looking at the ceiling fan wondering why I came into your life. Watching the moon grow in size thinking about the way I walk towards you, the features in my face when I lean into kiss you. I want you to ponder in your thoughts about touching me in places no man can touch but you.

freedom can be bare feet
or naked
or laughter
freedom can be poetry

Human souls, infernos, forever yearning to explode
Into a burst of themselves, their bits and pieces
A war against the world and themselves
Your soul tamed mine, and mine yours
And healed the wounds that the world inflicted
For when a soul meets its match, the war matters not
All it needed was love

We live in a world,
That's run by suits,
That's run by Corporations,
And we never see the real picture,
we are all puppets on a piece string.

Taxation what is it good for,
When it goes to a government,
That doesn't represent us,
The people.  

Land, Resources,
Consumerism,
We are becoming more power hungry,
Whilst we are losing our values,
Our respect.

The world around.
How long can we live,
When this world of ours,
Is dying.

The power has always been in our hands,
We just have to realise that we have to use it.

the moon in your eyes
the stars in your heart
your red lips open in a drunk smile 
in a trepidatious waiting
for a dawn that you still  didn’t see
for a sunset that you still didn’t  live
you're waiting
that the sun will warm you
that the sea will lull you    
you're waiting
crossed by a subtle pleasure ..
an excited fear .. 
that everything vanishes
as in a dream upon awakening
but the dawn
the sunset
the heat
the sea
so yearned for ..
worthless now !
finally
you feel
slipping on your rainbow
a kaleidoscopic emotion
while your eyes stars at his
both closed in a bubble