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Jesse Salgado Nov 2011
A calm breeze envelopes my body,
unrequited thought floating on it's light waves,
I see greens and oranges clash with blues and whites,
My breath steady; My heart beats tranquillity,
I am here now and not there.
I am ready for you,
My faithful My love.
Jesse Salgado Nov 2011
I'm on a different continent now,
Seeing eyes through a different world,
This place is so loud with personality,
Yet so quiet with adventure.

I'm in a new world now,
Fighting the thoughts of the Old,
It's as if you are around every corner,
Yet I feel I've left you behind.

I've inhaled the eclectic air again,
Green with distraction I happily forget you,
Words do not describe the anguish I feel,
Words only give the illusion of happiness.

I swallowed fire water last night,
I realize that you did this to me,
Concrete is mixing with my blood,
As my heart grows heavy with  remorse.

I see through new glasses,
where colors collide and action is clear,
This world is thick with new hope,
Yet I find myself still wanting to hope for The Old.
Jesse Salgado Sep 2011
I am the Grey man,
I shake with shakes,
I moan and I've danced too,
I loved with a loss,
I haven't forgotten you.

The day seems brighter,
my eyes cant adjust,
I've made rhymes of a writer,
yet I wish I was dust.

Although cold and sometimes alone,
I have company deep in my bones,
you may love me and I love you too,
But I am the way of the Grey,
Because I cant see Blue.
Jesse Salgado Sep 2011
I watched a woman dance tonight
But she didn't dance.
Restricted by her lack of self confidence,
She hid her true self.
She was trapped on the dance floor.
Her, and 7 other woman.
The "Cha Cha Slide", her captor.
I wonder, Does she even like to dance?
She swallows her pride,
She engages in this counterfeit dance,
Just to acquire the approval of her pseudo peers.
I watched as she didn't "cha cha real smooth".
I watched her cease to exist.
A shell of flesh propelled by instinct.
She was just like everyone else,
She was no one.
A slave to her fake persona.
A slave to the world.

— The End —