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Jordan Jun 2014
Every time I open my eyes
It’s you I see in my sights
Even tho you’ve surpassed this life
Your love is still my light

You’re the warmth in every sunshine
The calm in every rain
The grace in every fallen snow
The river that washes away my pain

When the wind whistles
I hear you voice my name
Without you I should feel sorrow
But your love only remains

Every year you spring up in my garden
You’re in every cup of Jasmine tea
You’re the freshness in every breath
And I’ll breathe you endlessly

You’re the first thought when I wake up
And the last before I fall asleep
You’re all of the dreams in between
You see, these memories I have run deep

You’re the light in any darkness
You’re also the voice in my head
It says ‘have I told you lately that I love you?
And that with your heart, I am not yet dead?’
Even in death, true love never dies.
Jordan Jun 2014
I don’t know where you fly to at nite.
I’m certain to all that I love.
Do you glow with the moonlite?
Or float in the heavens up above?

Do you hang with the stars in the sky?
Or gaze at them from the meadow below?
Do you give me a kiss goodbye?
Or just in the morning to say hello?

Maybe you grow with the tree garden,
Or sleep with the lions of my sign,
Where is it you go wanderin’
Little soul of mine?

I wonder if you go back
To the dawning of your days.
I wonder when was that?
Or were you here always?

Maybe you go to my future,
Setting it straight for me,
You’ve had great judgment so far
As the holder of my life’s key

Do you mingle with other souls?
You must be looking for your perfect mate
So you’re not lonely on such twilight strolls
Wherever it is that you go so late.
Jordan Jun 2014
Seconds fly, days go by, awaiting what the day will bring
Another year unravels, time it travels, decades spent in wandering
Going where the wind blows, as the river flows, not hunting for a single thing
Footloose traveler, freedom connoisseur, I was a bird who didn't know it had wings
Pathless, trackless, map-less, but at this very moment, I’m feeling in the swing of things
                    It was on this unbeaten life path of mine
                                             That my soul was led straight to yours
Jordan Jun 2014
I bet she was easy to ******
Probably met her at a bar
Bought her a couple girly shots
And she hopped right in your car

I bet instead of taking her home
She ended up at your place
She was probably pretty frisky
To you just a pretty face

You answered her attention call
She cured your insecurities
She’s a bottle of pent up desperation
That everyone else can see

And that simple fact
That she needs you in her life
Is just what you need right now
After I cut your heart out with my knife

You fill her enamored mind
With a future she thinks up in her head
Of love and weddings and happiness
You’d rather fill your mind with lead

I bet she needs you like I never did
She thinks her daughter does too
All she ever wanted was your true love
But I took all the love from you
Jordan May 2014
If rain is your love,
Let it pour down on me
So I can dance in your presence,
Let go and be free

If rolling thunder is the language
Of overflowing joy,
I'll listen for hours,
You're so sweet, my rain boy

If swirling, dark clouds
Are my shelter from harm,
I've made it home to my love,
Safely into your arms

And the next day,
When the sun appears,
Your coursing rain,
Will be my flowing tears

The amount I miss you
I cannot explain
The day you left
Caused so much pain

All that once was
Flooded down the drain
When you took your last breath,
Out the window was rain

If rain is your love,
Let it pour down on me
So I can dance in your presence,
Let go and be free
Jordan May 2014
Synthetic eyes crystalize an unforseeable magic

A deceptively sound mind warps and unbelievable logic

A body willingly disables as victim to an unchained spirit mystic

Hereby deemed 'society's most unfit,' this one is undeservingly crowned 'the lunatic'

Whether it's the brain that's fried or the mind that's been set free

A different viewpoint of the world is someone's whole reality

We all work in mysterious ways nobody else can see

No mind is any less, more incorrect, than that of society

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