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You speak to me of beauty, as you breathe what you will
Laughing when no stir of air lingers on the way
Thinking I will call you master and my eyes with tears will fill
While your fragrance, disunites my senses
In unfair play

You show yourself as mightier than storm clouds sweeping by
Yet do you love me as the water falls below
Is that sieve for your protection to sift out the tears I cry
So that you will not see them falling
Or where they go

Did you hear me say I would follow wherever you may lead
To any land where your sweet flowers grow
Perhaps I should acquaint you with this beauty you misread
She heard every word you didn’t say
About the lands of not and so

You speak to me of beauty, when you can’t will what you breathe
See me laughing when no air stirs your way
I will not call you master, when you ignore my tears you see
Smell my fragrance disuniting your senses
In my fair play
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
A look was cast, so you and I could drink existence
From an overflowing cup of starry nights
Faintly quickening the pulse of our essence
Telling new beginnings to take flight

They say nothingness and being, know not why they are
Yet they share in existence just the same
Does this mean one is full of wisdom, taking him so far
When asked, he cannot recall his name

Entwined in our existence are strong yearnings just to be
Determining where our gaze strays within
Making it possible to be, more than we ourselves can see
If we drink from this cup once again

A look was cast, so you and I could find the heart of being
We held on to in nothingness the same
Will you drink from this overflowing cup I am seeing
Gaze within and still recall my name?
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
I was enfolded in a crimson shell of anger deep with pain
Frozen fate denying breath to my prayers
For so long I was mute to the sound of wind and rain
Until true love, took me from this snare

I was given hope from wandering in the cold and barren
All of my waters have been blessed
With the sweetest, soothing tint, of aquamarine
Banishing, this pain, I have confessed

Inside my heart has wakened now, joyous with surprise
Carrying a note inscribed with your name
Running straight up a hill looking into the eyes
Which true love, has unenfolded
Just the same

Tonight may slip right by us, and quietly lie hid
Yet always straightaway I will say
My heart became unenfolded at the calling of your bid
When your own, took my crimson shell away
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
I can be found lying under my daydreaming canopy
In a sea of the longest hours
Trails reflecting my contemplation taking me
Beyond the circle of my own powers

One would think of sweet music and lovely flowers
The fruit of the vines pleasing edge
As the master of all of these pleasant hours
Spent under my canopies ledge

I spin great tales as I lie here and dream all alone
Such thoughts I find in these hours
Turning withered leaves into warriors of stone
Fighting hail from a comet’s showers

I can watch the birth and death of time stand still
In a vast domain’s swaying net
While the sun splashes his brazen will
In bursts you can’t forget

I can be found lying under my daydreaming canopy
My own thoughts filling up silent air
Weaving tales to sail on my longest hours sea
Half-willing without a care
To be
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
A shivering wisp of distress follows lingering footprints
Until its concern is no longer felt within
As a balmy wind of companionship blows content
Sighing shades of peace under my skin

I stand in the presence of a restless sea of coming bliss
While my lips dream of a single day
When this restless sea rewards me with a kiss
So sweet, it takes my breath away

Light and shadow call upon my wait by this restless sea
Leaving a touch of distress once again
To follow lingering footprints there in front of me
Until I feel this kiss on my skin
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
To see you is to look at a band of winds sharing their realm
Comprehending which one flows the best
While voices stroke the air with waves that overwhelm
Removing all the distance from the rest

To see you is to look into a house of joy where all lamps are lit
Full of many soothing hearts full of life and love
Containing familiar scents of which I admit
Must be from heaven up above

To see you is to see a thousand years of golden days
In all my many thoughts divided by the sea
Knowing you have always lived within the rays
Of these dreams held inside of me

To see you is to see a power that for a moment smiles
Summoning a protective destination
Never conferring with that which is not worthwhile
In the dawning of circumspection
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
Is there more delight in a given claim of dreams
Even as our fancies ride to call us back
If we knew how all those stars could gleam
In a midnight sky so black

Can we walk in the shade without sweet beauty
Like a shadow from once before
Without a burdened heart sworn to duty
Never being the one who asks for even more

Is there more delight to be found in giving one’s kiss
To a mouth with a voice like rain
With eyes as empty as the deepest abyss
To look on beauty while in pain

Does it grieve your heart to think on these things
As you say that nothing do you lack
Is this what the light of your whole life brings
Even as your fancies ride to call you back
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
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