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1.0k · Nov 2010
She Dreams
She dreams of an accent that flows like silken streams
Plays her tambourine with abandon
Softly whispering in tomorrow’s gleam
With just one look in his eyes
Her heart is won

His shadow glides along her skin, leaving his reflection
Mirrored in the depths of her soul
Harvesting her love in the clarity of his diction
With just one touch of his hand
He has control

I love you, I love you, she hears in the sweetest echo
From each drop flowing from his stream
As the rhythm of her tambourine
Increases it’s tempo
She dreams
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · May 2010
No Debate
You come in peace or prepare for war
When you draw close to me
Know that which you’ve come here for
Make ready for what you’ll see

There will be absolutely no debate
No doctrine to discuss
What I believe and where my faith lies
Is in God, the only one I trust

Do not waste a single second of your time
Trying to change what I believe
Don’t tell me my God does not exist
He lives inside of me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
1.0k · Dec 2010
The Chosen
I am the next full moon and I have chosen you
To dwell on high with me
While all the world sighs below our view
The atmosphere will glow in kind
When our faces here
It sees

The earth will sleep leaving all in our care
While we count slowly to ten
Laughing as clouds pass by in our air
Seeking to hide our eternal glow
Chased over rambling hills
By a fickle wind

You are the next new star in heaven’s skies
I have now chosen you
To be the foundation on which I glide
I will wrap you in silver feelings
Until you become the sun
And say adieu
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · Apr 2010
I Can Hear You
I can hear you whispering in the wind
Calling out to me
Words of love from your lips
Set all my senses free

Softly, sweetly, music to my ears
I hear you louder still
Call my name and beckon me
And all your love I feel

Your voice wakes me in the night
From my peaceful sleep
My heart hears your call
A vigil it does keep

Chills run up and down my spine
All of me smiles
Each time I hear you call my name
All across these miles
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
1.0k · Jan 2011
Not My Time
The grass bowed in the quiet evening
while five hundred children
stood by like lambs.
Awaking a symbol of love
With their smiles.

The sweetest sound broke forth
To cheer the stars above
While the children all lit candles
For every nation
I could hear a drum resound

Like flowers by a meadow stream
Such grace was revealed
When at last I could see their faces
There I fell to the ground
And began to dream

In my dream I followed the children
Into the coldest winds
Wondering if I would die, following love
Then soon the sweetest weight
Proved to be light

A burden was lifted from my fearful heart
with such gladness I was filled
When the cold winds led to a pathway
Where the souls gone before
Now quietly lived

I charged ahead of the children
To meet the ones I loved
But like flowers by a meadow stream
I was held in place
By the hands of precious time

I awoke crying on the grass that bowed
In the quiet evening
Where five hundred children once stood
Wiped a tear from my eye and smiled
As I lit my own candle of love
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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1.0k · Oct 2010
No Relief
I found hidden passages and crept inside to see
Secrets held underneath golden wings
Ultrasonic waves drifted inexplicably into me
My blinded eyes were opened
As my ears began
To ring

I saw faces unknown to anyone within my bounds
With thunderbolts in their eyes
Chanting words of wisdom, I thought unfound
Commanding all of my attention
As their lightening
Made me sigh

I shook my head in disbelief, as tears began to fall
Upon a face, I thought I knew as mine
Denial shook my soul as wisdom was installed
Every feature of my face
I could no longer
See to be defined

My curiosity has taken me to this hidden place
Beyond, my depth of belief
I stand with confusion written on a face
Unrecognizable as my own
From which
I cannot find relief
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · Jan 2011
My Beginning
I broke the spell on my own, though its reach was far and wide
Even when you hid your face in your hands
I learned to sing louder
Until I had turned
The tide

I wondered if you ever thought of me or one kiss I gave to you
When you read all the words I wrote
Did they burn like pouring salt
Into an open wound
Of truth

I took a look at the coldest smile and found the warmest heart
Standing clear of the picture and its owner
Thought I broke the spell on my own
As I watched your fingers
Come apart

From a straight drop of a thousand feet, I found the spell’s ending
Then tried to hide my heart in my own hands
But you only learned to sing louder
Until you had become
My beginning
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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1.0k · Dec 2010
When I Touched You
When I touched you, I felt iron strength shielded
In degrees, I slowly unveiled layers
To this rarity of bliss, you quickly yielded
I knew this, as I felt your heart
Beating there

On the floor, waves of iron lay there gleaming
Memories dying within all they knew
Yet your strength, I could still feel beaming
From your beautiful eyes
Stared back truth

I unveiled each of your iron layers so slowly
You barely knew I was there
Approaching your strength absolutely
With respect for its meaning
Kept in care

When I touched you, I unveiled tenderness
In degrees, here before unknown
Yet, the strength you carry is no less
In my eyes, you are still
Beautifully strong
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010

Just as I see you My Heart, so strong and honorable.....always.
1.0k · Jan 2012
On the Air of Eternity
You hold the fruit of my pathways
during storms that could chill the shores
of the blackest hearts.  
Forming bracelets that encircle my soul
until I am down on my knees
knowing wherever you go I will follow
because I am your other part.

You hold in store a truth that sweeps across me
with a brilliance speaking slowly and softly
like the stars affection for the moon.  
My heart beats in solid measure with your own,
same as starlight removes
a shadows downcast of gloom.

You spill into my sleep and kiss me with understanding
behind the blossoming beauty calling from years
of not being held,
breathing life into that which never beat with love.
Until what mattered most
found it adored the kiss finally felt.

My days ripple with the finest occupation of creation,
pressing against my tongue
as a breeze of the sweetest wine.  
I hold your words on the air of eternity
and pray they always tell me
you will hold me
whenever I am looking for
all I need to find.
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
1.0k · Jan 2011
Wherever the Ocean Whispers
Wherever the ocean whispers, you will see him one last time
Faintly smiling at the barest touch and asking why
Wishing that he could move on
And perhaps believe
There is no use in giving love
One more try

You will see him hide his sorrow, in the passion of a storm
Waiting for the softest hand that holds a sword
He would do anything for a chance
To kiss the very feet
That keeps his spirit in such unrest
And defeat

You can watch him row across the neverending ocean
With eyes which cannot see the likes of you
Your tender heart in your hand
Wishing he could move on and perhaps believe
There is reason to give love
One more chance

Wherever the ocean whispers, you will see him one last time
Faintly humming a melody he cannot forget
Wishing that he could move on
And perhaps believe
There is another who is singing
This same song
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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1.0k · Apr 2010
Rambling Roses
Rambling roses wind round my heart
Containing many thorns
Such beauty they provide for free
For this place which they adorn

With petals soft as satin sheets
Hue of the reddest wine
Kept alive by that they hold
The warmth there which they find

If one can overlook the thorns
My lovely roses hide
Perhaps they can appreciate
What they hold inside
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · Oct 2010
Lonely Leaves
Lonely brown leaves lie scattered round my door
While crickets chirped triumphantly
My entire mind suddenly slipped to the floor
As the wind blew those lonely leaves
Around the soul
Of me

The first sound I heard was overwhelming cares
Spreading to the face of a sun
Seeing great anguish flying through the air
Wondering where it ended
And how it had
All begun

I felt lost at sea in the depths of their crashing grief
Wishing change would prolong my breath
So I could blow life back into the lonely leaves
Return their green anew
Steal them away
From the face of death
*Neva Flores @2010
1.0k · Oct 2011
I Will Be There to See
I will be in the valley
where the sand meets the tree of fire
and walls that close in
do not exist.
My arms have become part of the stars,
when I walk they enfold night
with a web
encircling a kiss.

My heart contains a spirit of love
I obtained from the sea,
when my skies were filled
with all that I know.
I am here in the valley in between time
and the place where the tree of fire
still glows.

Come and take my hand
when your morning is cold,
until all that is left
is how you remember me.
Then, when you look into the glass
where your face was alone,
I will always be there
to see.
1.0k · Jul 2011
If I Could Paint the Sky
I could never say
I would like for you  to be stronger
than the wind or rain.
You sparkle
even when raging tempests
are knocking
on the door of time.

I can hear passion in your voice
when you tell me
you remember
how I sang I love you
in your ear
and called you my Muse
that whispers words of love
over my shoulder.

I look into the window of your soul
see my own
smiling back happily
in the reflection of a mirror
that ripples stronger
every day.
I can see myself there
still singing to you
within this art
I write in my tears
of joyful rain.

If a painting of the skies could open up
a tidal wave of hidden emotions
that would change life for the better,
I would learn
how to paint for you.
Then you could breathe in
how I feel
when you touch me
each time
you look at my painting again.

I would never expect you to be stronger
than the wind or rain
and I know you don’t expect me
to paint the sky.
  So for now
I will write the words of love
you whisper over my shoulder
and sing I love you,
in your ear
until the day
I die.
1.0k · Sep 2010
All Along
I thought I saw the world go by in escalated spinning
Felt the breeze that ruffled through my hair
Never did I know that it was only my misgivings
Chasing all the reasons that I care

I drew a circle in the air and spit upon the wind
Remembered what I came here for
Decided that I didn’t really give a flying care
Erased the circle and headed for the door

Out into the open world I saw the sun arising
Felt the warmth drifting on my face
Hung my head in disbelief because I was freezing
While caring about the reasons that I chased

I soon forgot about the world and all of its spinning
Threw the breeze up into a song
Drew another circle into all my misgivings
Deciding I was right all along
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · Jul 2010
Reality and Illusion
Father Time left her on her own to face the persistence of reality
Known to many as merely an illusion
Thinking if she stopped believing it would all just go away
But soon found herself lost in the confusion

She looked around in bewilderment at her dim surroundings
Wondering when the glass would break
In the window between what is real and merely an illusion
And if her poor heart the shattering could take

As she waited, time crept by and her mind began to wonder
About the anxiety and confusion she could feel
Staring at her reflection in the window as she watched
She began to doubt if she was even real

Father Time returned and took her face in his gentle hands
Showed her how to draw a line between the two
She then smiled in peaceful realization at the wisdom there
Looked into her reflection and knew the truth
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Hold on tight and never carve your hope and faith in wood
Because that old wood is made to burn
For you will never see the flame or smell the smoke
And the world will let regret go on and on
Smiling as it turns

A soul will continue to ache until it disentangles itself
From all the players it beholds
Who even from childhood stung with words
That could fill a heart with sadness
Make your blood run cold

If someone told you to forget all your dreams
That you are nothing, a nobody
Would that old sun just stop shining above
And your world be dark with shadows
Only, if you let it be

Do not let the words of some steal your skies
Always know this one thing
If you hold on tight to faith and hope
Carved deep in precious stone
You can do anything
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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1.0k · Jun 2010
Release of the Spirit
So broken and shattered you yield to the pain
enveloping your spirit from within
You cling to the inevitable resolve you now have  
To remain imprisoned by the very chains which you defend

Completely ensnared in your incessant vigilance to endure
You are steadfast and true to the end
But a victory you may never see in this time
Or your freedom, regain back once again

You now lie to yourself and paint a vision untrue
A beautiful picture with change in the hue
Knowing all the while, the shades will remain the same
As long as there is no change inside of you

Go and gather the pieces and patch them together
You will find a fit that is perfect for you
Release your spirit from this imprisoning snare you defend
To yourself, be ever steadfast and true
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
1.0k · Feb 2011
On My Telling All
On my telling all, the skies counted my last breath
As if, the beginning flowed within a smile
Exquisitely existing in the windows of our lives
In rooms where we speak of things
Ancient, yet known inside of our hearts
All the while

I have known different dimensions within my soul
Other lands with lovely blue seas
Is it not evident when you look into my eyes
I am reminded of a love unforgettable
Incredibly dear scenes I hold in precious jars
Of my memories

Endless thoughts reveal answers already known
A wisdom carried in the mist untold
Sailing into all that you think lies before you
Circling to stand alone with the heart
That once existed in the windows of our lives
In the rooms we withhold
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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1.0k · Apr 2010
Shattered Silence
The atmosphere is changing here
Feel your temperature rise
Shattering the silence of what has to be
Seen with different eyes

Fighting the feelings as they come
Drifting into you
You don’t know whether to laugh or cry
You cannot see the truth

Into the places you don’t want to go
But pulling ever so fast
How can you stop what has to be
When what is, you want to last

Where do you go when you feel this
To yourself do you lie
When silence is shattered by what has to be
What is, you cannot hide
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · Jun 2010
Superstitions
Foolish superstitions bring apprehension to the stand
Paralyzing the heart of the bravest man
Fiercely gripping him in a fear so impetuously insane
He merely looks at you in wonder, when you ask his name

Infestation of delusion spreads throughout his senses
Freezing him and all his logic a bitter cold
As a black feline runs across his path, you can see him lose it all
While gripping tightly to the steering wheel he holds

For seven years now, he has mourned the loss of his Lady Luck
While imprisoned in the mirror that he broke
As he believes this to be, the cause of all that has gone wrong
One can almost feel sorry for this poor bloke

The worst days of the year may be his untimely demise
As each time Friday the 13th comes into play
You can see him slowly lose his mind as he makes attempts
To avoid anything and everything that day

I cannot imagine living in this world of dreadful fear
Such a distressful existence this would be
Believing in the lies of old wives tales and bad omens
Is certainly not the choice in life for me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · May 2010
All For Nothing
Do you even know what you do
What you throw away
Giving that which should be held in grace
To anyone you may

The stars you hold there in your eyes
See them fading fast
As you lose the ground you’ve walked upon
Treading on this path

The ice you place there in your veins
Will freeze your very soul
Turn your tender heart against itself
And everything it holds

Do you feel the numbness now
Yet still feel the pain
As you give away yourself
For that which you think you’ll gain
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · Nov 2010
Scattered Rhymes
Feed the ink of my soul so that I alone might sing
Verses full of scattered rhymes for you
Let me taste your silent shadows
In all my offerings
Feed my soul, my love
Please do

My lips are soft as rain and whisper words of dew
When you feed the ink of my soul
Everything I feel, I will share with you
In verses of scattered rhymes
Feed my soul, my love
Please do

These pages of my heart, listen for your eyes
Hunger for the taste of your smile
Everything I feel, you feel in my sighs
Poured out in this scattering of rhymes
Come feed my soul, my love
My well’s run dry
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1.0k · May 2010
Crystal Clear
There are hidden features of a face
The heart will not forget
Lost from view but still a trace
Held by the one so blest

Seen crystal clear like a perfect gem
Without a single flaw
Hidden visions still seen not dimmed
Ring in the heart’s own walls

A change of pattern seen only there
By the eyes yet not the heart
As the heart still sees the gem as bared
From the very start
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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1000 · Oct 2018
Open Book of Glass
Is it even possible to contemplate a sea of promises unfolding petal by petal like an open book made of glass?  If I saw my world as a heartbeat would tonight be different than the flight of my past?

Why should everything dwell among a skin of silent beauty while the fire waits for meaning from a grain of sand?  Is it because our eyes lack hearts that sing to the butterflies as they arrive and land?

Should I hide behind the universe of whispering trees and brush my hands across the doors that keep me wishing? Until, I wonder if I’ll run out of rhymes if I part myself from my inner beauty misting.

I have secrets I hear laughing full of words that speak to me as a lion knocks down the door of breaking all the rules.  Still, I want to touch the glory of solitude’s lovely face and dance with mischief’s fool.
Copyright @2018 Neva Varga 10/01/18 - Changefulstorm Poetry
1000 · Jul 2011
Love's Willingness
What began as a trickle moved forward into what can never be forgotten
Flying into hearts and souls as faces, with mysteries that unfold
Holding one another in winds conveying what they feel
Falling to fit inside a claim, heaven must uphold

Hands move through walls of water, beckoning want inside two bodies
Moments hold complexities until all thoughts they feel as one
Sighs strip the cloth away, revealing their tomorrows
Paradise comes in waves, loneliness is undone

Storms of contemplation feel life racing to repeat the steps they know
As their fingers dance on unmade plans with places still to go
Gentle touches brush the grounds of want and need
Forward into now, love's willingness exposed

Shadows of these days will always linger in their souls leaving colors
Surrounding the breezes capturing love's attention waiting
What once began as a trickle cannot be left behind
Arms outstretched, love's river anticipating
*Written for a special friend in honor of her love for another - this holds pieces of both of you, as you know :) Thank you for your trust in me to write it.  **

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996 · Jun 2010
Aces
You long for the heat when the sun does not shine
Yearn for everything you cannot hold
Chasing those hazy shadows of distant desires
While that which you have grows cold

You circle the deep valleys, skip a few tiny stones
Quickly throw away all that you see
Not that it matters at all what you do
It makes no difference to me

I am your clear vision, your indistinct past
Your future has already been told
What are you doing with that which you have
While the cards you are dealt unfold

Look at the cards spread there on your table
Now tell me your aces are high
I’ll show you different when I hand you the mirror
And laugh as you look in your own eyes
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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996 · Feb 2011
Honey on My Lips
Carry me into the dream you had last night
Where we were as strong as trees
Fill my imagination with little jars of honey
We charmed from the hives
Of bees

Stand up in the sea that holds all wisdom
Commit my face to memory
Sail with me until we are of one mind
Across the lines where you start
I’ll be

You will become the man I will never forget
The seed in my heart that grows
We will set fire to the wind and waters
Until eternity separates our lips
In woe

Promise me if we wake from your dream
I will hear your voice in my ear
Your name will leave the taste of honey
On the lips of my imagination
My Dear
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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995 · Feb 2011
Raining on the Fields
You linger in love letters and sleep deeply within souls
Often, observed in the look in one’s eyes
Those windows where shadows hold time will reveal
Spirit’s of feelings, nameless and faceless
Yet, not to be denied

You rain on the fields of a forgotten melody so sweet
As soft feathers from a time standing still
Dancing on the toes’ of the soul, you sleep within
Kept alive in the touch of a teardrop’s salt
As master of all will

You hide quickly away within the warmth of a smile
While your sweet music continues to play
To be held as an unforgotten scent within a soul
Whose eyes have pulled down the shades
On those feelings today
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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994 · Apr 2010
Inverse
You are always on my mind
I don't want to see you
I see you clearly
You are invisible to me

See me running straight to you
As you I go around
I am always there with you
I don't want to be found

I need you beside me
Don't come too close to me
I share everything with you
All my secrets I keep

My heart is yours only
I belong to no one but me
I will never leave you
I have to be free

You can always speak freely
Your opinion I will not allow
I'll never judge you
You have to change now

When words spoken
Are followed by acts not the same
Confusion sets in and chaos does reign
Always mean what you say
And say what you mean
Copyright *Neva Flores @2009
990 · Apr 2010
Subjugate
Darkness abhors the light
As its true reflection it sees
It cannot stand to see itself
Or see the light in me

The darkness comes with belief
That it can destroy the light
Yet all its plans get washed ashore
Defeated by my fight

Confrontation with the darkness
Is not an easy battle won
But I’ll shine my light upon it
And watch it as it runs

Darkness comes taking many
But backfires upon its own
As those who are left standing
See where they shouldn’t roam
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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990 · Dec 2010
In the Midst of a Journey
In the midst of a journey within a look of the sweetest eyes
I would imagine flowers as the mightiest giants
When I smelled smoke
I would know there was a fire
And my name would be written in sunshine
Instead of words of defiance

I would never be lost or glance behind me at dawn
Blankness would never claim my day
With gladness I would be filled
I would recognize the swords of those
Who were friend or foe
When entanglements came my way

My time would move ever slowly on the best of days
I would hold all the keys to change
And could tell the difference
Between promises made by the way
Without having fear of my life
Being rearranged

Instead in the midst of a journey within this life of my own
There exist giants who are certainly not flowers
Nor do I always smell smoke
When there is fire
My name is not written in sunshine each hour
Yet to the clouds
I will never give power
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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990 · Nov 2010
Scarcely Did I Turn Away
I thought I saw you as the shadow of my lover’s heart
In the hills where the seasons changed today
Waving gently in the wind, as if to impart
You were the one I look for, everyday

I thought I saw you in the purest flame, gazing back at me
Observing me there helpless in your stare
Yielding glances back at you, just hoping I would see
My lover’s heart, in the light flickering there

I looked for you in the rising tide and waited for its fall
Thought I saw you on the crest of a wave
Heard you in the echo of a lonesome seagulls call
Seeking out the mate, his heart craves

Scarcely did I turn away and stop looking everyplace
Every waking hour I found anew
I saw you looking back from the eyes of a face
I loved and already knew
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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988 · Dec 2011
Dream's of Unknown Melodies
Dreams of unknown melodies become my companions
When the moon sits upon her throne, my love
Far away, more gravitating
Are the quivering stars in the heavens
Up above

My life floats within the sun in a blissful perfect peace
Blazing there, high above the tallest trees
In lines, my soul can name
Running ceaseless and as fair as fair
Can be

Within all the perfect strength I find from these two
There lies this land, where breezes blow
To chase away the fog
That softly creeps across my heart
With woe

The cares of life are swept away in unknown melodies
Into that place known as wilderness, of sound
My eyes are turned to touch
Upon their ancient realms of hope
Once again……….
My world is spinning round
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
987 · Oct 2010
You Do
I stopped for a moment and looked into your eyes
My heart stopped, completely
As I realized
You love me, you love me
You do

All of this time, I have been searching, searching
But where?
I stopped for a moment and looked in your eyes
All that I needed
Was there

My heart  was stopped completely, by only one glance
My search, had ended right there
When I saw the love  in the light of your stare
My search, found its last dance

I  only stopped for a moment, to look in your eyes
When my heart stopped, completely
As I realized
You love me,  you love me
You do
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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987 · Nov 2010
Whisper To Me
Come whisper to me, remarkable words
When evening cascades to a sigh
I want to still hear your voice
Echoing against my skin
After I kiss you
Goodnight

Encircle my world with the sound of your thunder
Listen to my pulse throb as it resounds
You can measure each beat
Matched with your own
In the way you make
My heart pound

Place your hands on the small of my back once more
Leave me with your calm and serene air
So that when I lie down alone
Closing these eyes
I can still feel
You there
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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987 · Jan 2011
Fugitive of Love
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
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986 · Sep 2010
Wooden Door
You wait patiently in front of a wooden door
That never opens up for you
Too afraid to softly knock just once
Therefore, waiting is all you ever do

You wonder starry-eyed, what lies beyond
This wooden door in front of you
Yet still you stand without a single clue
As no answers you pursue

Years pass by in countless numbers
Staring at this wooden door
You are tempted often to knock just once
Each time, you stop yourself before

What thrilling treasures could lie beyond
You ask yourself, o’er and o’er
Perhaps you should knock and look inside
See what you wait here for

Behind this door could lay all the many answers
To life’s questions which you seek
All the how’s and what’s and why things are
Great secrets this door may keep
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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985 · Oct 2010
Captured Breath
A captured breath among the ancient trees
Glowing in a perfect dream
From time and tide drifting upon your sea
In the dustless shadow
Of faint moonbeams

A fresh-bloomed rose, smiles at morning dew
Its thorns have yet to *****
The hands of time, which fairly flew
Sweetness unripe
To pick

Time and tide drifts upon the ancient seas
Rolling in a perfect dream
Capturing breaths from unplanted seeds
Before becoming
As they seem

The fresh-bloomed rose a thorn reveals
Within the perfect dream
Yet time and tide drifts into quickly heal
A captured breath
Is now redeemed
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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984 · Nov 2010
A Shade Above
There so like beautiful feelings shaken
An immortal hand cries in ink
Should not what time has forsaken
Be a shade above, that which one thinks

While water is not on the flowers whom
Bless the names or years
White burning sand hears those cries so blue
From the hands own, ink stained tears

What would it take for a living thing
To be caught within this hand
Feel what beautiful feelings shaken brings
Yet lose his hand to its command

My verse is a mystery, even now to me
As my mortal hand cries in ink
Yet should not what is returned always be
A shade above, what one thinks
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
982 · Jul 2010
I Have Dreams
I am so tired, she said, tired of all the wishing and hoping
Tired of staring at walls that don’t talk back
I have dreams, she said, I would like to see come true
I can tell you about them, as a matter of fact

I live in a world of a reality I have created all on my own
She said, with a bittersweet smile
Existing on a plane that few understand or find interesting
I have been here all alone, for quite awhile

There are many different types of people in my world
Who come and go at a glance
Some of them barely reach out and touch my existence
Because I don’t really give them a chance

I find myself crying at the drop of a hat sometimes
I am  not really sure why
Perhaps, because I long to paint a different world
When I look up into my sky

I dream of a peaceful life, not that of a fairytale
A life to share with a kindred soul
One who understands my need for space and time alone
Who will treasure me when I am old

I have dreams of living a normal life, like everyone else
But I am not really sure what that is
Is it possible that I am wishing and hoping for something
That may not even exist
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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982 · Mar 2011
Bubbles In the Water
If I knew this now or in a week’s time, pray tell me what do you know about
To be unkind is not my favorite song, rather breathe in summer air
Did you know that lies were hiding like giants on the earth
Yet happiness still lies all around you melting like wax
Into all that is broken

As you fall asleep is your heart racing, do you now cry over uprooted weeds
In years to come will reflecting, nourish your earth when you are sad
Make you soar through the heavens then circle back
To get acquainted with wondering why
One more time again

Last night you leaned upon one of those giants hiding on the earth
While searching your soul for any kind of clue you could hold
Still in the early morning, you had to start again
Because there were bubbles in the water
You thought was clear

Is it just the voice you hear in secret that you let charge in to win
So your eyes will smile when you lean low into your return
Does your world spin round in a gentler flow
Because you knew this now
Or in a week’s time
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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981 · Jun 2010
The Few
Elegant slivers of vibrant design flutter among the weave
Dancing in circles that utter no audible sound
All through the mystery of unscathed expressions
Spoken without existing in all that is profound

The philosophical views of the imminent day to begin
Enlighten the few and discourage the masses
While impeding the progress of the fluttering slivers
As they circle while counting their losses

Discouragement and disdain will empower the masses
If the slivers willingly sanction their greed
Instead of continuing their dance in the intricate design
In this existence of rebellion they lead

If you are an elegant rebellious sliver who flutters alone
While dancing quietly in your own way
Speak loudly and proudly of what you can see
Or the masses will seize the day
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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981 · May 2010
Myself
See the misted windows tinted gray
From ashes of the fire
Enveloped by the blowing wind
Of all that I desire

Thorns of feelings passed away
***** the heart of me
As I look through the tinted glass
To see what I can see

I saw moonlit nights I walked alone
Beside the roaring sea
While looking for the world I knew
The place that I should be

The answers then I thought I found
As plain as plain could be
But looking through the tinted glass
I saw myself set free

With such joy and elation felt inside
I opened the window wide
No longer looking through tinted glass
I found who I was inside

My vision no longer tinted in gray
I could finally see
That the only place I need to be
Is where I can be me
Copyright @Neva Flores @2010
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981 · Jun 2010
Wandering Soul
The shifting sands beneath my feet caress my wandering soul
Inciting in me the urge to roam and stray
Each grain invokes a message that whispers to my feet
Enticing me to visit untried places faraway

The warmest breezes brush my face and motivate me onward
To explore this world and see what I can find
Persuading me to listen as they sing into my senses
That just to stay here in this place, will keep me confined

I look up into the bluest skies and see a soaring eagle
And listen as I hear him bravely calling out to me
To follow in his path and look out through his eyes
Inviting me to fly so high and free

In these shifting sands of life I wander through each day
Taking step by step, come what may
I pray to always be motivated to explore untried spaces
And that my heart will never be lead astray
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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979 · Oct 2010
A Thousand Joys
Oh, to love a spirit that clings within my mind
Twines around my heart
Where all those lovely colors gently bind
Into sweet verses of magic
Which never part

This is the happiness I hold close within
Where  my best affections lie
A thousand joys softly race across my skin
When I look
Into your eyes

All my darkness crumbles away to naught
When you twine your colors here
Binding verses your heart has taught my own
To chase
Away my fears

Oh, how I love a spirit that clings within my mind
Softly weaves its magic here
Brings a thousand joys to race across my skin so fine
Makes my fears
All disappear
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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979 · May 2010
Final Battle
There are such tears of battle fought in gain
Torn from the weary eyes
From hearts ensnared in unrequited love
That will never die

Pangs of anguish strike a chord
With notes that ring off key
Each time the heart returns to battle
To try again to be

Now battle-scarred and weary worn
Not sure of how to mend
Still the heart returns each time for more
Goes on fighting ‘til the end

What fine glory found in battle fair
With hearts of equal measure
That meet and duel on common ground
And win their final treasure
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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979 · May 2010
If I Could Write A Song
If I could write a song
That would tell you how I feel
The world would have to sing along
To a song of love that’s real

I would write the most beautiful song
The world has ever heard
If I could write a song
That would tell you how I feel

The song I would write
Would paint a true picture of you
The way my heart sees you inside
But I don’t think there are words
Written anywhere to use
Lovely enough
To write this song for you

So I will tell you here
How much I love you
And this will be my song
That I will sing to you

But if I could write a song
What a beautiful song it would be
I would tell you how I feel
Each time that you look at me

  How you make my heart sing, fly with no wings
If I could write a song to tell you how I feel
It would be the most beautiful song
Anyone would ever sing
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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For My Heart
978 · Jan 2011
If You Bruise My Words
I will be falling where the night is long
If you bruise my words
A thousand doors will cast memories
Into my thoughts

Who will then come and soothe my hours
Or my nameless face
When I cannot promise you the sun
In what I am feeling

I will live in the mountains of goodbye
Where no pleasure pains
Until I have sealed each peak
Into my thoughts

From the sky up above I will be falling
If you bruise my words
You will find me there waiting
Where the night is long

You and I will know only yesterday
Chased by a promise
That runs out as we come in
In tattered clothes
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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977 · Apr 2010
Sevenfold
What you do comes back to you
I hear it’s sevenfold
Whether it be good or bad
The story is age old

So often you don’t think about
How someone feels for you
You never give a second thought
As you break their heart in two

So many of us hit the door
With wings upon our feet
Never giving a second look
At the pain we leave

It may never cross your mind
That all they think about is you
But one day you may find yourself
Hurting like they do

If you leave a trail of broken hearts
Lying in a row
Perhaps one day you’ll find yourself
Reaping what you sow

Don’t ever treat hearts carelessly
Leaving hurt that burns a trail
Or you may find the one who pays you back
Does it oh so well
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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