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When I kissed the cheek of the break of day
Into her ears I whispered
All of my secrets
I felt her presence stray into my emotions
Where she laughed and played
Until I found she had stolen
My love from me

The blackest night became my new beloved
While daybreak sat and smiled
Knowing that she was merely inches
From accepting his embrace as her own
She laughed and played  
Until I found she had stolen
My love from me

Now I am here gazing into your eyes alone
Yet mine are not filled with any tears
I became a fugitive of love
With an angry heart
Forgiveness has never known
Until I found that you had stolen
My love from me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
My eyes are closed but are burning still
Like the moon on your lake
Inviting desire to hear words of love
On the soft air you breathe
In the love we make

I drown my thoughts each night in dreams
While the moon beams bright
Beckoning to the cold, I feel inside
To swim within your lake
So warm and right

I think I have glimpsed love, in its purest form
Flowing in you, so endless and complete
My eyes are closed yet burning still
I am the moon that swims
On your lake
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
Between the beloved one who lifts my heart
And the distant shore
So much hunger speaks of a time
That has come and gone
Yet remains in my sweet dreams
Forevermore

Through all those sights and sounds
Up high into the stars
There is a compass with no age
Set with perfect hands
That leads me home
Where you are

When together we are returned at last
Where we no longer sleep
Mingling in the joy we unleash
Here in an ethereal bliss
No time can ever change or hold
When hunger speaks
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
Maybe it is the wind that has been touched
By mountain mist
Which makes me promise my love and honor
To you
In a world that sits so still, how far will love go
Until we have reached why
We have to try
Within the drops of light we see
In the wind and know

How kind is the warmest sun
With a sadness in his face
That enfolds my heart with everything
I miss
Whispering in my ear ‘til my heart drops
And in anger
I sway with words
To take away the breath
Of the winds

Touched by mountain mist……………..
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
I thought you knew that I swim in unbound waters
Under starlit waves that hurry me along
So why are you here waiting
For me to scale those mountains
Where I don’t belong?

Do my solitary ways softly whisper into your ears
As you watch me swim without restraint
Do they pierce your soul
Because I am not the same as you
Is this your complaint?

You say I would not miss one breath of this life I lead
That I may find those mountains surprising
Can you not observe by my smile
My life is pretty near perfect and shining
Without this climbing

I believe it best that you direct that look you are giving
To someone who feels out of place
Show them those mountains
You think I should be out there climbing
While I swim my race
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
My lullaby has gone to seek the hand that rocks the cradle
Regardless of his absence, I will sleep
Clever though he be
Rest will never run from me
As my lullaby, my song
Does not keep

I listen to celestial music, sweetly streaming from the stars
Lifting up in glory, there on high
See them breaking rank
In my twinkling eyes
Lulling me to peaceful sleep
From afar

Quite a fix could stand above my head in a reckless aftermath
If my lullaby were the keeper of my song
The one I hold here in my heart
Strolling down night's path
My lullaby seeks
I still sleep

While my stars laugh………..
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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I softly speak to you as I fill my glass
Full of reasons linked in time
With eyes the whole world knows
Contain a secret joy

Find myself pausing in midsentence
To raise up both my hands
So you can see the golden light
There trembling fair

Many years have flown in the eyes of time
The sweet ones I have caught
Look into my face and you will see
Their stories sing

I softly speak to you of my thoughts
Of how my dreams see bliss
I offer up my filled glass to you
Will you drink from my lips
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
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