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1.1k · Aug 2010
Cleansing Storm
When fiery lightning strikes those cloudy skies
You can hear the crashing thunder
Resounding echoes across a spinning world ablaze
In weary hearts so filled with wonder

Legend holds grand acclaim for its cleansing power
Proclaiming infinite tributes of ensuing grace
Affirmed with no need ever of words or questioning
By the marvelous look there on your face

Radiant crystal particles are motivated by a unity
Methodically altering a gloomy day
Sending down a melodious sight for sore eyes
To chase all your weariness away

An uplifting stimulation wonderfully inspiring the soul
Striking impulses into your inner core
Magnificently cleansing you inside and out
Vigorously, as the rain pours
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Oct 2010
Lost in Reverie
I slipped into a reverie of idle pleasant hours
Lost in my daydreaming
To stop and smell all the lovely flowers
Gently renew
My inner being

All those idle hours turned into days and years
Suddenly found myself on a course
Retreating from reality and everything, I fear
To escape from all pain
And remorse

My reverie was meant for only contemplation
Time for rest and pondering
Yet became an existence of a mind vacation
A simple way to escape
Life’s true reality

Although my world was full of lovely flowers
I no longer grew
I could breathe the scent for hours
Yet to myself
Was no longer true
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Dec 2010
Above Mine Eyes
All the flowers whisper in my ear, will you go with us
Give your heart and search for hope
Inside a crystal looking-glass
Scattering your blessings
As you cope

I kneel by the fountains of the world’s perfume
Where ancient wisdom is displayed to me
While celestial bodies above me loom
Gazing down at the flowers
Whispering free

Unconsciously, I follow the flowers to seek
The vapors of hope in the glass
Scattering blessings meek
In fragrant fountains
Belonging to us

The guardians of my hands watch over me now
From the shining stars of nature’s skies
Casting a vision which endows
A golden crown of glory
Above mine eyes
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Apr 2010
Silence
Peacefulness and tranquility
Nothing can compare to the joy they bring
Such a lovely stillness
Makes this heart of mine sing

I am best in this state
Oh the things, I can create
With peacefulness and tranquility
As my mate

Just a bit of Silence
That is all I need
To rejuvenate my Soul
And my Spirit feed
Copyright *Neva Flores @2009
1.1k · Oct 2010
Never Done in Vain
From bright sunlight comes a fine new wind I feel
Yet, whatever can I do or say
When I hear names with sights and sound which still
Glance along my cheek
Each day

Traveling as a faint light with eyes that cannot be misled
Round my lips, I wear a knowing smile
Listening to words that sing out in my head
From a book, I have been reading
For miles and miles

I hear a voice calling out to me from the hills and seas
My inner child I do believe
Asking why I keep trying to always be
The one who will never
Quit or leave

As I travel as this light, I cannot help but wonder how
I can still love and laugh when naught remains
Perhaps this fine new wind I can feel
Has come to tell me that all I say and do
Is not ever done
In vain
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Apr 2010
Masks
I have a mask
I wear it well
What is underneath
I wish to tell

When I'm alone
I take it off
And contemplate it's fate
Will I wear it once again
And myself berate

We all wear masks
That we reveal
To the different ones, we meet
With some, we lift it up a bit
And with some it stays complete

Could your mask
Perhaps be
The white lie, that you told
Or could it be
Your tolerance
To the things
In which you don't uphold

Yes, we all wear masks
From time to time
And fail to stand up
For our beliefs
The question is, my friend
Does the mask you wear
Practice to deceive?
Copyright *Neva Flores @2009
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Forgive me when lightning plays on the keys of your sorrow
and there is no time for everything you say
to be laid here at my feet.
Still, know that I am here when your inner light
of wisdom catches dust on the frame of your heartbeat
and I will listen through your tears.

On those days when life feels like a flying bird,
do not feel sorry for reaching out
to enlightenment as your lover, please know,
that I understand your need.

There are miles of bedlam that I would love to turn into flowers
on those nights when your sea tumbles restlessly
and those dragons of madness make you burn
the sticks of your destiny.
Instead, I will hold you in my heart
so that you can hear it beat for you,
a breath apart and still the same.
We will drown our souls together
in our own tranquility.

When you hear the call of honor weeping to the heavens above
while leaves of scorn fall upon your head,
I will stand beside you
help you roll away
what stands in front of you.

Let me be the force that drives you from the shadows
of all heartache,
when lightning plays on the keys
of your sorrow.  Even though sometimes
there is no time for everything you say
to be laid here at my feet,
always know that my feet still remain here,
next to you.
07/05/2011 - All rights reserved - Neva Flores

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1.1k · Nov 2010
Mountains Stand
Mountains stand, yet only view, others as gusts of rain
Yet a dream stands there in silence
Even in this time our hearts can ascertain
It is here we can find our balance

There are footsteps seeking out tomorrow’s fountains
Shining golden in their quest
That look up into the faces of these mountains
With silent dreams which never rest

To return to their homes, there is never any thought
When they see the gentle leaving of day
Feather across the peaks, when the eve is sought
Taking one more step along the way

There is blood on the sandals and gold in the hearts
Of the dreamers who quests are ascertained
Mountains stand
Viewing others as one side apart
While silent dreams, become much more
Than gusts of rain
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Oct 2010
Countless Words
Countless words are painted into eternal stars above
Inspiring my soul and waking me anew
With wondrous eyes, I see verses of sweet love
I learn them by heart
And paint them too

Words of dreams with visions rare, I see painted too
Twinkling from shadow dusted rays
Softly held within a precious lighted view
Calling to my tireless pen
Come and play

I view a canvas stretching into an endless sea
Completely full of mysteries unsolved
Faintly crying out to all this ink inside of me
To ponder all their puzzlement
Until they are resolved

Countless words are painted into eternal stars above
They greet my pen and paper every day
With a wondrous heart I smile back at them in love
Begin painting everything
I can see them say
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Aug 2010
Becoming
Are you looking out the window of effortless perception
Glancing with no interest at the ordinary land
Planning a concise method of astounding metamorphosis
Exacting some excitement in the plan

Do you envision spaces filled with elegant contemplation
Titillating predictions of delight
Then polish and enhance your wings of gossamer
Seize the very moment and take flight

Soar into the gilded heavens with an optimistic smile
Seeking out the challenge of the rare
Flourish in the glowing essence on the edge of reality
Taking hold of the potential, you find there

A transformation of your spirit will unfold in conclusion
As you soar into the depths of your plan
An astounding metamorphosis has taken place inside
Sculpted by the imagination at your command
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Jul 2010
Open Season
I can hear metallic words emerging from your lips
All throughout the best part of my day
Inviting all my inner focus to your bitter uproar
Endorsing all my resolve to move away

Your brash recklessness cast dark shadows down
Of great anguish and unbearable distress
As you continuously violate all of my emotions
With all this agitation you profess

You seem to find the greatest of comfort
In confessing all your misery
But I find myself totally unsympathetic
To your persistent verbal parodies

So if you stop and wonder why, I am no longer here
If you are uncertain of the very reason
Take a good listen to yourself and you will see why
My emotions are no longer in your open hunting season
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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A path to evening drops into life
like a maze full of sin.
Complete with smiles
no poet can divide.
Protection from the air is grim
same as a marriage
woven in a mist
of distrust and lies.

A sad, sad spell enchants your hands
when you lie naked
in the shadows of wanting more.
You cannot help but wonder
if this means
you are dead to the skies
lying between anguish
and the path to evening, keeping score.

Your feet fill in the gaps
saying farewell to sacrifice
when midnight strikes
yet does not save you again.  
You cannot walk the path to evening
if you do not know
your way out
of the maze full of sin.
© 2012 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
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1.1k · Dec 2010
A Blind Eye
Should you stay and follow the ones that hold you
In a rambling verse of delicate lies
Not visit grieving spirits with tears overdue
Just to see an approving glance
In a stranger’s eyes

Will you hold on the tip of your tongue the words
Rising from the dew of care
To follow an illusion so incredibly absurd
Tomorrow you will not even recall
Why you were there

Can you measure your waters by the glow within
Or know what your future holds
If you dance with one whose aim is to win
Regardless of pain and despair
Within his control
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
1.1k · Apr 2010
Give And Take
Go close the door and shut the gate
There’s no more to reveal
What’s been seen and said before
I no longer feel

That which was felt so strong
As if meant to be
No longer pours into the flow
Of everything I see

That which should flow so naturally
Now does not flow at all
And I can’t express what I don’t feel
Even up against the wall

So close the door and shut the gate
The flow has disappeared
When you take and don’t give back
You'll find there's nothing here
© 2010 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
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1.1k · Mar 2011
Where My Soul Bleeds
I am looking at black ink waking up the words that cut through me
While praying, they form a message that sends relief
I want to scream out that this is my world I love so deeply
And that every page is the ground
Where my soul bleeds

Tell me is it less fair to extend a soul so drained that it no longer sings
Yet still rises shyly to offer a quiet refrain you will never forget
Do the tears that are folded into a new day
Become ignorant so much so that they
Drown your spirit

If I wrote you a love letter, would you search the world for our destiny
Perhaps finding words full of vibrant colors that spin on the truth
Or would you get discouraged with my right hand
For delaying the proud breezes you wish
To feel here in wonder

I am looking at black ink racing through my veins
Let me take the time to create a story that will comfort every page
Of this world I love so deeply because rare is the heartbeat
That overcomes that which is taught by time to walk
On the definition of a kiss

My thoughts crumble into sweet passion waking black ink
Until my heart is bathed in a constant notice from time and space
Although my words are never spoken
Bits and pieces of them enjoyed the last time the ink whispered
Onto pages where my soul bleeds
*I dedicate this poem to my memories of Hello Poetry

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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1.1k · Sep 2010
Look
Take a look into these inviting eyes of mine
Tell me what you really see
Attention uniquely reflecting back at you in kind
Or a surprising mystery

Do you see yourself in the reflection there
Shining sweetly back at you
Or the brightest shimmer of a stranger’s lair
Impossible to subdue

Now look away and then quickly back again
Never falter in your stare
Do you know where I start and you begin
In this love so real and rare

When I look into those inviting eyes of yours
I see only you and me
Reflecting love undefined by any words
Our own true destiny
© 2010 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
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1.1k · Jan 2011
Beneath a Naked Flame
Beneath a naked flame, there lies all the hidden resolution
I heard him softly sing to you my friend
You bowed your head in a silken thread of absolution
While spilling forgetful darkness
From your hands

Are your eyes dim because your dreams are distant
To you I could hear him softly sing
You bowed your head to escape from existence
Then you closed your burning eyes
On everything

Above your line of sight a patient angel is there waiting
He sang to you, although you did not hear
If you will unbow your head, stand still anticipating
Open up your burning eyes
All will be clear

Beneath a naked flame, there lies your own contentment
I know because I felt the burn in his song
But if your silken thread holds onto your resentment
Your eyes will burn in darkness
Your lifelong
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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1.1k · Jan 2011
Closing In
We are closing in on the smiling scent of the morning dew
While daylight writes my name on your face
With the stars that moved in motion
Within our eyes last night
In this place

Smiling within our thoughts, the sun draws in on heaven
As the golden hands of time turn and spin
Spilling promises anew into kisses
In a shade of reassurance
To return again

There is more than the return of smiling morning dew
Softly left in the mood which lies here still
Falling wild from remembered bliss
Within our eyes these stars
Heaven has instilled

We are closing in on the smiling scent of the evening dew
Dusk writes my name on your sweet face
With the rays that moved in motion
Within our eyes today
In this place
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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1.1k · Apr 2010
Descant
The darkness it has faded
A new song my heart does sing
The sun has risen in my life
Such a glorious day it brings

Once my life was full of darkness
No light was there ahead
I felt nothing at all inside
All my joy was dead

Now my eyes are open wide
A smiles upon my face
As I now know what is true
And see it put in place

I now have a life that’s changed
A heart that is brand new
A new song plays inside of me
As I find faith anew

The world I cannot change alone
It’s firm and can’t be moved
But I can share what's changed in me
As I sing to you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Apr 2010
Twin Flames
Your face I did not recognize
Your voice I had never heard
Yet your heart was so familiar
And your eyes spoke many words

You know me like I know myself
How can this be so?
I too, know the same of you
I cannot let this go.

Love at first sight, is spoken of
In this, I do not believe
Can two hearts be forever bound as one
And each other never leave?

Are hearts made for one, and one alone
For all eternity
And will they seek until they find
What was created thus to be?
Copyright *Neva Flores @2009
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1.1k · Apr 2010
Dentro
Mistaken ideas that we can love someone
Enough to make them change
Will only cause grief for ourselves
And unending pain

We can only change ourselves
That inside we hide
So listen to those words
Coming unbidden from inside

A quick and spontaneous reaction
Unplanned and unrehearsed
Will tell one what’s inside themselves
And so often will hurt

Let’s take a good look inside ourselves
I’m sure there’s much to do
And I will work on me
While you go work on you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Oct 2010
A Breath Apart
Those breathings of the softest hours turn
On golden leaves that fall away
Your kisses upon my neck will still burn
When heaven’s stars meet
The light of day

Half-awake, I still stand a breath apart
Remembering a budding flower
Lovely angel wings flutter in my heart
Recalling those sweet
Love filled hours

Among the things moving the waves along
Are my tender visions of your hands
A gentle grace with moves so strong
My ebb and flow
At your command

A dove’s wings sweep across this flaming blush
Spreading like the rising sun
Upon a chest of happiness a burst of rush
Softly hints of an eternity
Of two becoming one
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
1.1k · May 2010
Fell In Love With You
I’ve loved and lost and loved in vain
Felt great pleasure along with pain
Freed my soul to live again
Then I fell in love with you

I’ve been through way too much
Looking for that special touch
Once I decided there wasn’t such
I fell in love with you

My heart’s been torn and broken in two
Conducted itself like a total fool
‘Til I decided my heart would no longer rule
Then I fell in love with you

I fell in love with you so fast
I forgot my heart’s past
But my heart told me this love will last
When I fell in love with you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Sep 2010
Blue Skies
I see my own features in your precious face
Each time you look at me
See myself in younger days gone by
The way I used to be

The way you move and gaily laugh aloud
Is like looking in a mirror
Reflecting back an image of long ago
Yet nearer and so dearer

Listening to you now, sing so beautifully
Like a lovely nightingale
Takes me back to another time and place
I can remember, oh so well

Your tiny hand was sweetly clasped in mine
Looking up into my eyes
Learning to live, just the way I taught you
Chasing after those blue skies

I could never, ever, be any prouder
As I look into your eyes
See you holding her tiny hand in yours
Chasing after those blue skies
*For My Amber
1.1k · Feb 2011
I Will Be Fine
Someday I will leave here and be on my own
All of this I will leave behind
To follow my dreams and watch them rise
Into a place where my name
Is not known

My spirit will rise from this dust into a light
That will stand right by my side
Carrying winds to fight off the darkness
On the days when my emotions
Are running high

I know the world will still be the same as now
Sometimes with tears on my face
With patience, I know they will dissolve
When my eyes see the light
On your face

Someday I will feel what I cannot see today
When all of this I leave behind
To take hold of the sweet days to rise
Until then I will not bend or break
I will be fine
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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1.1k · Mar 2011
Making Bricks
So many things cry out to my heart as I look into the sky
I see ten thousand tears falling unsatisfied
From a heaven that has left the pain of every day
To still be felt when breathing in a new dawn’s
Wondrous rays of light

Shadows clearly lie awake murmuring undiscovered truths
Sending looks and smiles in all of their demands
While they watch the curtains close on so many lives
Who never took a chance to look outside
What they did not understand

Bricks are placed one by one around the love we hold inside
Until forever becomes a word that drifts away
Into all the tears that fall unsatisfied among shadows
That lie awake crying out to my heart
No more straw and clay
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
1.1k · Apr 2010
Dancing On The Moon
Last night we danced upon the moon
Cheek to cheek we two
No gravity to hold us down
Through the air we flew

All the stars they did surround us
All the planets within our view
Down below us our beloved Earth
Looking back at us two

Our bodies light as feathers
Spirits lighter still
I felt closer to you than ever
So much love I did feel
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Keeping please and thank you
within the answers held far
from talking eyes.
Is a burst of air splashing casually
from the pages of a book,
waltzing into sighs.

I just saw indignation
standing out in a thin smile again.
Emotionless laughter is at my door
with another sign, still and pausing
when night has entered
silently my friend.

On one side little boxes full of hope
grow bigger as they sit.
Yet, misting gently in the distance
comes the morning
instinctively they grow smaller
then they quit.  

I do not know where I should be walking
or if I should mention what I see.
When uncertainty brings a little chill
hardens this soft heart
I carry
here inside of me.

You may hear stones from the ground
drinking the truth from my hands.
But not, if you still have
an axe to grind
stupidities pipe to smoke
at your command.

Listen to the cries of no, no, no
breathing inside all human souls.
Close your eyes and pretend
you are in Disneyland
burning every letter I sent you
but never wrote.

Your breath will come in a whispered kiss,
running through your head.  
The poison from your mouth
will empty out into all the goodbyes
you meant, but never
quite said.
1.1k · Apr 2010
My Own Reality
I’m out here living on the edge
Of my own reality
While finding ways to figure out
How life’s supposed to be

When I know what’s going on
I will fill you in
But as for now I’ve not a clue
How it’s going to end

I rock along with each day
Praying I see light
There’s got to be some out there
If one looks just right

I hope to find some answers
To all life’s mysteries
While living on the edge here
Of my own reality
© 2010 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
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1.1k · Jun 2010
A Dot
What if I am wrong about tomorrow and the day before
And everything I think is true, I find is not
Will my world just stop revolving, spinning all around
If I discover, that I am just a dot

A dot among the billions, existing in this day
Thinking that we all hold the truth
That everything we know inside is self-evident
And we don’t give a **** about the proof

What if I find that my beliefs are just a fairy tale
A mystical illusion, that all the other dots create
That no matter how I live my life and what’s inside my heart
I have already been dealt a hand by fate
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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With curious feet the night enters with beauty
in her eager eyes.
Love speaks to the ocean of hearts, she has touched
as the moon glides by quietly
before the eyes of men.
I can see your face held by the fingers
Of my hope, once again

In the eyes of peaceful angels with shining hair
of molten gold
I see those shores of all great happiness and joy
Held by a loyal hand,
proclaiming there is love
such a sweet delight rains down
To my heart, from above

I stand here within the comfort
of my silken thoughts of you,
while unmatchable tenderness appears in place
Speaks to me of memories
I can always find.
While breathing in night's sheer beauty
with my own heart in kind

I see your face, if only for a moment,
as the other half of me
As I lay here watching night enter
with curious feet.
Love sweetly touches my heart in a rush
tells me to close my tired eyes
"Sleep, dear one, shush"
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
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1.1k · Aug 2010
Fiara's Mountain
In the breeze atop Fiara’s Mountain lies the sweetest truth
Written in the skyline of the trees
We can learn the deepest secrets hidden from us now
If you will climb atop the mountain with me

Vast imperfection fills the trails we will have to trod
Many dangers lie in wait for us
However, I will hold your hand if you will cling to me
Together, we will climb and learn to trust

I have heard told that the breeze atop Fiara’s Mountain
Is warmer than the deepest, soulful kiss
Although the journey there may sometimes be a little cold
That breeze will make us both soon forget

I am reaching out my hand, oh so ready to climb
I want to see the skyline of the trees
Will you climb atop Fiara’s Mountain, holding on to me
So we can learn the secrets in the breeze
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Apr 2010
Dark Night of My Soul
I cried out for you on my darkest night
Praying that you’d hear me
It seemed my cries fell on deaf ears
You were nowhere near me

With outstretched arms I reached for you  
To have you take control
This was the worst night of my life
The dark night of my soul

I thought you had abandoned me
I cried for you all night long
You said that you would never leave
But I was all alone

I made it through my darkest night
Never was I alone
You were there watching over me
As you made me strong
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Dec 2010
Life's Mystique
Since life first whispered from the balcony, I could hear him
Opening doors and windows of mystique
While my heart leapt at every whim
He placed in front
Of me

Life shook out a prayer in vain to still my passion
But his pleading voice was heard by none
As my heart raced in aching fashion
Life was not to be
Outdone

He made haste to turn my eyes away from seeking
His chalice full of the sweetest wisdom
Knowing full well that I would be peeking
At my reflection in the bottom
With my lips upon the rim

Life whispered from the balcony on the day I was born
Thinking that my tender ears were asleep
Now he is a’ wishing he had been forewarned
His windows and doors
Shut to keep

All of my existence, is spent running like the wind
In and out of these windows and doors
Life never had a chance to gain the upper hand
When he placed his mystique
Upon the floor
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Oct 2010
First Day of Forever
You could paint a picture
In your mind
Of the twelfth of Never
Hold those roses
In your hand
Now, until forever

Ask….yourself, who’s to blame
Then kiss
Our love….goodbye

What do you see, when you look
At your pretty painting?
Do smiles or tears
Echo…
In your mind?

Then paint a picture in your mind
Of the first day of Forever
Put down those roses
Place your hand
In mine

Ask…yourself, with no shame
If you want to kiss
Our love…...goodbye

I will tell you what I see
When I look
At your pretty painting
I see forever
Staring, back at me

I can only hear the sweet echoing
Of the love I see there
In your eyes
I don’t wish to ever leave your side
Or kiss
Our love…...goodbye
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · May 2010
Come Home
Each time I look into your eyes
I see all I’ll ever need
Bluer than the summer skies
Looking back at me

I feel your dancing fingers on my skin
Each time you look at me
Running circles of fire again
Into everything I see

Your voice lights up my senses new
Each time you call my name
Into my heart your voice rings true
And hears you just the same

You are never ever far from me
Your heart is in my own
Held so tightly by the love you see
Each night when you come home
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Feb 2011
Seconds Encircle the Night
I have seen seconds encircle the night, one at a time
So often within the twinkle of an eye
Waking me to wander from the deepest slumber
Into places where my spirit seeks
The moon on high

Seconds lay waiting like butterflies of innocence
Passing silently without any regret
Until a stroke of midnight rings in so boldly
What is nothing becomes that
You cannot forget

I close my eyes on sleepless nights; listen to the sky
Laughing and smiling as if it understands
Why seconds encircle the night, one at a time
Then appear so innocent while I lie here
Under their command

Passing seconds can change into minutes, then hours
While you wait within the twinkle of an eye
To wake up and wander from the deepest slumber
Into those places your spirit seeks
To see on high
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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1.1k · Nov 2010
Life's River
Until the sea waves wash into the dead of night
Gathering enough jewels to wear
My life will touch upon the shores of light
And my thoughts will always be there

My treasures whirl around the earth as I speak
Clouds rise into the hours beyond
Life’s river flows slowly yet is never weak
Eliciting my emotions to respond

Far and fast reaching is the hand of nature’s power
I can hear her calling in the wind
My eyes seek to see better in every hour
Releasing dust that made them blind

I see no scarlet time when life could be so cruel
Yet few now remember our sea
But I still watch her gathering all her jewels
To wear upon her waves for you and me

Idle hours are gracious into the dead of night
When sea waves rush upon the shore
As jewels fall from heaven replenishing my light
Flowing life’s river into me once more
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Nov 2011
Mailing Letters to the Moon
Before you can feel the soft touch of poetry
and it can play a song for you,
look for the positive aspect in moonlit shadows.  
Stop and wonder
how a heart breaks then makes friends
who give of themselves
until they bleed out on the cold floors
of the world.

Do you find that time lays heavy on you
within dreams
where snow melts in pictures
of piercing eyes
that mail letters to the moon.
Or are you afraid to look out the window
and stop pretending
you are falling in love with being all alone
with just your heart and a slingshot?

What litters the path where your feet move
calling out to the sky
that there is no magic wish
staring at you
waiting for you to finish.
Does your breath catch in conversations
held with snowflakes
that spin and bow then fade away
leaving you to wonder
where you go
from here.

Has it come to the point
where you walk in the places
where white lies run through the stream of life?  
Does innocence struggle with colors
that make our eyes believe nothing is true
when something new becomes old
inside of winds that creep
and freeze like icicles.

Before you can feel the soft touch of poetry
and it can play a song for you,
you must have walked this path
I have described.  
Do not stand up and leave with your
thoughts racing,
climbing higher and higher,
lest you become one of those hearts
that bleed.
Who else could possibly understand me the way you do?  You read me as if you wrote the book of who I am. Despite the fact, sometimes I travel where darkness presses against the sun, laying down nothing when morning warms the sweetness of life.  

On those days, when time casually says I am crazy and wraps around in streams that haunt me with a quaint imprisonment, your smile moves through me in a delightful pleasure, caressing my face with your ways.

Sometimes I sit with my heart resting on the winds of pain and sorrow, lighting up fear and anger in never ending skies.  You wait, because you know just what to do, standing silent, by my side.

Who else could possibly understand me the way you do?  When it rains, you never try to change the air I breathe.  When my sun is eclipsed by clouds of time and space, you never deny me the chance to stand with my eyes closed, until I am brave enough to open them and see.

You read me as if you wrote the book of who I am.  As time passes, I see that what is unsaid, stares back with a message that arrives on golden wings. No one else understands me the way you do.  Your fingers turn the pages of my soul, as if you wrote the book of me.
© 07/10/2011 Neva Flores

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1.1k · Oct 2010
Prevail
Each of us has a dream when kisses turn into a vision
Wrapped in mystery and graceful gentleness
We sit until we see more to be certain
That which we see
Is blameless

We linger on until we can see those lips we kiss
No matter where the sun may rise
Knowing not what really exists
When we look into
Their eyes

Enfolded into forgotten joy we behold the realms
Of what could or should happen or may not
Allowing our burdens to overwhelm
And soon our dreams
We have forgot

Our hearts are tender and can be easily confused
Oft times they walk within a fairytale
Yet if one is always anticipating a hurting bruise
True love never has a chance
To prevail
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.1k · Nov 2010
Sunlight Inside a Smile
I have tried many things, to catch the sunlight’s liquid glow
A ray of morning, I once thought I embraced
Where all smoothness flowed upon my own plateau
I closed my eyes
Felt it brush across my face

I found a shining beam, peeping through an apple tree
Yet when I climbed up to hold it close
It left my hands in exile and I could no longer see
The very thing
I wanted the most

So I turned my fondest eyes, up into the glorious skies
Opened up my heart to catch the glow
To this very day I hold liquid sunlight here inside
You can see it when I smile
Then you will know
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · Apr 2010
Hidden
Hidden between what you can see
And what is really there
Are all of the things you look for
Don’t you wonder where

In between the lines of deceit
There hidden lies the truth
It’s staring at you big as life
Right in front of you

Swept right under the carpet of life
Many things are hidden
But do you dare to lift it up
It is not forbidden

What you find when you do
Just might enlighten your soul
Pick it up and take a look
It could make you whole
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · Apr 2010
Bliss
So smooth you flow into my air
The very air I breathe
Surrounding me with delight
And everything I need

Your kisses burn a trail
Of fire inside of me
To surrender to your love
Is pure ecstasy

We fuse and merge into one
Such bliss words cannot define
Your touch upon my skin
Is heavenly divine
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010

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1.0k · Aug 2010
Hands of the Wind
I softly close my eyes inhaling the wind in adoration
Strokes of heaven brush my lovely face
Splendid, satisfying streams of the touch of angel wings
Have surely come to greet me in this place

My flowing hair of silken ebony is lifting in the breeze
Reaching up to touch the hands of the wind
Adoring the strokes of heaven, brushing every strand
Welcoming each touch, again and again

Slowly opening my eyes, of the deepest emerald green
I look to find the face of the wind
Yet nothing do I see, but the briskly falling leaves
Adoring the strokes of his hands

I must take my leave, from this lovely wind I so adore
Leave his strokes of heaven in this place
The briskly falling leaves, have all taken him from me
I can no longer feel his hands on my face
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · Mar 2010
Home
Tired of all the wasted days
All the wasted years
So tired of running backwards
How time disappears

Sick of being sick and tired
Tired of being sad
I decided that only I could change it
Be happy with what I had

Tired of feeling lost
Always seeking home
I took a good look at myself
And how far I've roamed

I've never put down roots
Or clung to anything
Never stayed in one place for long
Afraid they'd clip my wings

It's no wonder I feel I don't belong
Anywhere I roam
I've never stayed there long enough
To call any place my home
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
1.0k · Apr 2010
Soothsayer
Sit awhile she said and I will tell you true
I will look into my crystal ball
And tell you what the future
Has in store for you

I looked deep into her fiery eyes of blue
And saw her grinning back at me
I stared her down until she looked away
As my eyes they told her true

She knew that she had naught to tell
To the one whose eyes she couldn't hold
As she saw who held the heart inside
Was the only one the future told
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
1.0k · Aug 2011
When Light Did Impart
Twisted within the East
we drank in silent footsteps
halfway between the days,
at least a thousand times.
Hidden inside our slumber,
visions of strength came into view,
through years unkind.

Pictures of sweetness
lay under everything we saw.
No second thoughts drifted
from our pillows.
Until we wandered into the rains
that fell from the shadowed eyes
of our unsung heroes.

Faded air from the West
turned corners,
began to shine upon our names.
We all confessed from our souls
as we watched storm clouds gather
at midnight,
heard in the sound of our shame.

Soft singing was heard
from the South
emptying love into all of our senses.
A sea of wild seeds
became an orchard of understanding;
storm clouds lifted
a thousand footsteps’ defenses.

Great treasure came from the North
bringing heaven’s hope
quietly to fill the holes in our hearts.
Our souls all became
transparent as glass as we drank
in new strength
when light did impart.
1.0k · Apr 2010
In Sync
I love the way you make me laugh
the way you make me smile.
I can feel you here with me
all across these miles.

Your voice makes my heart skip a beat.
I love the things you say.
Your mind is in sync with mine
even when we play.

It is so very hard to find someone
who just gets me like you do;
makes me feel appreciated
no matter what I say or do.

Distance is of no matter
When two hearts beat as one
I feel yours as it beats with mine
This story has just begun
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
1.0k · Feb 2011
Absent
I once desired to open my eyes not live in fear to see the truth
To hold the warmth of the wine of all mankind
Yet I found I could not see beautiful moments anymore
Or smell the sweetest scent upon the hills
No shining days of peaceful silence
Could I ever find

A cold rain lurked unseen as I sought to be enlightened
In all my dreams I could no longer believe
I found myself struggling against harsh winds
While drying the tears of crying clouds
Caught up in fear and suspicion
With no relief

I felt warmth with my eyes closed from the truth
Started filling pages with the beauty I beheld
So that when the world read the lines, I had created
They would no longer feel the cold rains
Sheltered in the peaceful silence
My pen revealed

Here with my hand I painted a beautiful world of illusion
Where humankind could walk without pain or misery
But there I found that to live without truly seeing
Is to dwell alone in a solitude misplaced
Within a world that does not exist
Outside of me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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