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My body
Insists that I
Never
Desert you.
Who said that love was fire?
I know that love is ash.
It is the thing which remains
When the fire is spent,
The holy essence of experience.
I'm waiting on my number

the lucky thirteen,

that's when i'll hit it big

and be gone from this scene.

I've got lots of talent

and it won't be much longer,

till 13 O'Clock strikes

then i'll be much stronger.

So far it hasn't come yet

the opportunity does get near,

and it always get's so close

but it never actually gets here.

Thats okay though

my moment's around the corner,

it'll be any day now

it's getting warmer and warmer.

I could make my move now

but that wouldn't be smart,

I gotta wait for that thirteen

the perfect time for me to start.

Good luck to everyone

making risky moves now,

I'm waiting for the jackpot

Don't know when or how.

So 13 O' Clock

success is where I need to be,

you've never been out before

but time to come around...for me.
Copyright and Composed by Metr!
I like for you to be still
It is as though you are absent
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not touch you
It seems as though your eyes had flown away
And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth
As all things are filled with my soul
You emerge from the things
Filled with my soul
You are like my soul
A butterfly of dream
And you are like the word: Melancholy

I like for you to be still
And you seem far away
It sounds as though you are lamenting
A butterfly cooing like a dove
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not reach you
Let me come to be still in your silence
And let me talk to you with your silence
That is bright as a lamp
Simple, as a ring
You are like the night
With its stillness and constellations
Your silence is that of a star
As remote and candid

I like for you to be still
It is as though you are absent
Distant and full of sorrow
So you would've died
One word then, One smile is enough
And I'm happy;
Happy that it's not true
Knock knock!
Who's there?
Me!
Me who?

That's right!
What's right?
Meehoo!
That's what I want to know!

What's what you want to know?
Me, WHO?
Yes, exactly!
Exactly what?
Yes, I have an Exactlywatt on a chain!

Exactly what on a chain?
Yes!
Yes what?
No, Exactlywatt!

That's what I want to know!
I told you - Exactlywatt!
Exactly WHAT?
Yes!
Yes what?

Yes, it's with me!
What's with you?
Exactlywatt - that's what's with me.
Me who?
Yes!

GO AWAY!

Knock knock...
Art is a refuge
Art is a prayer
Art is a melody
Art is despair
Art is my passion
Art is my dance
Art is my view
Art is my chance
Art is frustration
Art is a skill
Art is pure beauty
Art is a dream
Art is my view
Art is my pain
All in perspective
Art is a game.

Art is my air
Art is my heart
Art brings us together
And tears us apart,
Art is all I know
It’s all I forgot
It’s all I could want
And all that I got
It’s all that I feel
And more than everything else
It’s love and it’s passion,
Freedom and strength.
The very first day we met
     is a boomerang on my mind,
and every time I'm drawn to your pictures
     I remember your angelic face
          which I let myself be enraptured.

We are captured
     by the unexpected love story,
     by the unexpected happiness,
     by the unexpected smiles,
     by the unexpected moments,
     by the unexpected time.

(You make me love you now and then,
your presence means Heaven,
And if I will have to choose one
     from thousands of women,
I'll swear to God to have you again).

We are sharing this valley of love,
whence, I hope us to stay forever
     (continue reigning my heart).
Thank you for filling up the gaps of my fingers;
     if you will be drifted away,
          I'll be drowned from that ocean of tears.

Your sweet little eyes,
     (looking forward for more  memories)
your wide open arms,
     (accepting the way I used to be)
and your red rosy lips
     (touching my heartfelt gratitude).

I found it awkward for these affections to rely,
     but believe me,
          loving you is one of the perfect moments
               in my life.
© November 20, 2011
Dear my lovely soon to be,

you were sitting at the cafe when I saw you.
sitting in the corner, with your music playing.
keeping quietly to yourself, thinking.

I did not mean to stare, but what can I say,
you caught my eye.

an elderly couple walked in, the bells chimed,
their time telling aged hands intertwined.
it made me smile.
knowing that love can last.

He ordered his coffee black, no sugar.
She ordered her tea, milk, two sugars.
He nudged Her jokingly and said,
" Don't worry sweetie, I got it this time."
as if He had not paid for Her every
other time throughout their long life together.

they searched the small eatery
only to find that all seats were taken.
at that moment you looked up ,
and without thought, gathered your things.
you directed the couple to where you were sitting,
told them it was rightfully theirs.
He shook your hand as if you were old friends.

you turned to walk away, and met my smiling eyes,
along with my now rosy blushed face.
not knowing what to do I turned away
thinking how I could let you catch me staring.
looking up hoping you were gone,
but secretly wishing you stayed,
there you were, unexpectedly.

you smiled, sat down, reached across the table
took my hand, and said,

" Hello, I'm Brian.
I couldn't help but notice you looking,
but don't worry, I only noticed
because I was looking, too."

With all the love in my heart,
yours now and forever..

— The End —