the dream felt so real;

the want and the passion,
the heat and the lust
while my mouth touched yours,

our breaths pacing
our thoughts filled

and all at once,
time moved backwards.

As soon as we're born
We're one foot in the grave
We work to live
To that work become slaves

Some are fortunate
And live lavish lives
Others work too much
Life passes them by

Take the time now
While you're still able
Life ends abruptly
Not like in the fables

One day you're in school
Next day you're retired
You nap in the daytime
Because you're so tired

From a life spent rushing
Ruled by the clock
Time keeps moving forward
Tick tock tick tock

Work hard while you must
Enjoy time spent at home
Don't waste your time
And don't live it alone

Looking through window mirror
It's wonderful
Leaves of a tree dancing
With the lovely rhythm of wind
Clear sky carrying white clouds
Clouds are smiling and tuning the song
Listening to music the evening Sun became lovely Red
Who came near to me and started winking at me
Helping me to relax and refresh
And It became a routine

Woman of the day
93 on the news
Strong eyes
Awake Present
Smiling from hospital
Bed when asked if
She could
Forgive the
Two men who broke in
Hit her
Robbed her
Left her in her own old blood

Yes Yes I do I think about
Them

Sink into the sea,
drift into the coma
Let the silence overwhelm you.
Let it take you in it's arms,
let it breathe into your heaving lungs.
Enjoy the few moments
before the storm.

Bring me to serenity, let me be peaceful

Bring me to a place that my mind can wander and my thoughts can fathom

Show me that the ocean so violent and unforgiving can still have moments of calm

Show me that my mind so dark and cloudy can still have flowers bloom, even in the harshest of conditions

Bring me to serenity, let me be peaceful

How unfitting it is that I should be,
Hoping you might return home to me.

I'm not one so special, in this time of need,
So I'll tell you now, my words, do heed.

I won't bring you bliss, can't give you a kiss,
Not slight happiness, not any of this.

So why do you, now, give me your love,
When mine for you, fits not like a glove.

It's mangled and dark, and so very sharp,
Not pretty like yours that rings like a harp.

The beauty in me is what not to be,
I show little children, work not to be me.

I may teach a lesson and I teach it strong,
But even the strong doesn't last all that long.

My spirit proves weak, and quite a bit meek,
My future is bleak, it's Satan's blood I leak.

It's not that I lack a love for our Lord,
But rather that I can't carry His sword.

So why is it when, I ask how you feel,
You prepare words so gently, like a delicious meal.

Can you not see that I can't carry you high,
Shall you stay with me, to Heaven say goodbye.

I won't make it there, or anywhere near,
My sins keep me out, yet I still fear.

The truth is not good like you've shown to me,
Such beauty you have, and will always be.

I'm sorry to say that our dreams are just dreams,
When we live life with such different themes.

I love you so much and I always will,
But that space in your heart, I'm too small to fill.

I can't hold you back, when it's time to go,
But I wish you the best, this you must know.

You're just like the night, when the moon shines so bright,
And there's not a cloud, to cover your light.

Shall The Lord call you now, don't worry about me,
How unfitting it is that I love you, eternally.