My home was a womb,
warm and safe
All noise muffled
by my own content at just being.

Mother, father
gave me strength
through food, shelter
Some empty words that sounded like
'I love you's
that faded like
the paint on the walls

And only appeared as goodbyes.

What happened to safety?
Who needs the cosiness and warmth of the womb
when hot climates invite us through flat screen TV's

Mother, father,
why are you leaving
and taking my safety with you?
And my two loves, my fur friends
Always there.

More than you have been
during my new life

How can you be so insensitive to the tears
that flow from my sister's eyes?
As you take her womb and give it to another

Inside, I suffer as
my old life disappears with the laughter
and camaraderie
to soon be replaced
by legal documents
and one question...

Why?

Every silent whisper is heard
in the action of your body;
Mind read and heart aspirations
mingle with the influence;
every action of silence booms
with echoes of the spirits;
The spirits battle even though
all wars are won already.

Oh, I am a harp
and Your fingers run along
the strings of my heart
oh, how you can play
a symphony of love upon My heart
you are the musician
that plays upon the strings of My heart
Oh, You can take Me where no one else can
to lands and worlds unimagined
Oh, to places were centaurs reside
and mermaids sweetly sing
down a soft enchanted and romantic path
You take me through fields of fire
how I feel the fervent heat
of your passion
through a night flight
over a deep blue enchanted sea
Oh, I see heaven and hell in your embrace
and all the worlds in between
oh, let us leave this low and mean world behind
and sail away through the distant starry skies
to live in a world so sublime
in a world where mermaids sing
and love forever builds towers of hope
of a life in Your forever embrace
and of your love never lost
but always found
and I can lay with You
under stars that shine down
a sacred mystic light
in a land where love is always found
and never lost

i can count the people i kissed on my hands last night
but i can't count on myself to fix this
or you to fix me.

i should've stayed.

In a leap of faith
to the destruction
words of the conscious
do feel the fade
that dizzy conclusion
that death is upon you

Yet it you truly see
death is just a transition
to the state of dreams deemed
and yes you have a choice
yes a choice of another life
so sing your dreams twice

If you was me
you would die everyday
and the pain that I feel
would be ten fold in you
life did become a mission
as death is just a transition


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris