is there a reason why dreamy voices spill out
of every breathless breeze tracing
the mystery of her fragrance?

what causes the moon to yell its name into
a golden softness of her aura
permeating my desires?

why does the sun set fire to the tranquil sea
whenever her eyes shimmer down to
daring depths of allure?

where does the beckoning rhythm of gentle chaos
lead into a pool of humble familiarity
drenched in swirls of art?

why do cold nights whisper her prayers while lullabies
sing to the rolling raindrops upon eyes
in a season of romance?

how does the turbid murkiness of her silence
shake my soul as raging roaring tides
wrapped around a noise of lies?

when do scared footsteps of gripping regrets mould
a future laid upon mortified ashes
as snowflakes lost in blizzards?

and above all..

how does it all end for the both of us?

I'm a dreamer
but I don't sleep at night,
I spend that time bringing my dreams to life;
Chemical enhancement makes me want to give it,
Vivid moments, surreal kisses.

This silence speaks to me when no one's around,
Intuition and nostalgia making subtle sounds.

The weekend calls out my name,
The feel's in the air
and I'm game.

Found beauty
lost in the bass,
Let it kick,
Off my face.

Did you see me under the tree?
Ha ha, yes it was me.
Did you see me beside the pond?
Ha ha, yes it was me.
Did you see me strolling the path?
Ha ha, yes it was me.
Did you see me when my eyes lay upon your face;
   when I smiled into you;
   when I inhaled your scent,
   as we passed each other by?
Ha ha, yes - you - did;
I felt your heat.

~ GCT