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With my rose colored glasses
What a view I see
Everything is beautiful
Right in front of me

All I see is beauty
The truth they hide from me
I think I'll always wear them
So I'll never have to see

The truth can be so painful
But I hear it sets you free
But I'm not sure I want to know
So I keep them safe on me

Perhaps one day when I am stronger
And I want to see the truth
I will take them off and look
And see the real you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Blindly moving through it all
Seeing all but you
Caught up in the world around me
Missing what is true

Chasing after what matters not
Never slowing down
Seeing all but what I should have
Not knowing what I'd found

Keeping that which doesn't hold
I pushed away the best
Returning with an empty heart
And mind in need of rest

Slowing down and seeing now
My eyes are open wide
All I needed to remember
Is to let You inside
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
What could a rhyme redeem for the sunlight of your soul
Coming through in misty stirring rain
In the empty time and space, you cannot control
Running down the halls
Of your pain

Do you leave your broken phrases to float among spheres
Insistently flowing into that which makes you glad
Forming lessons you may not wish to hear
When the walls of your halls
Are painted sad

Just how high is the ceiling of your expectations
Does it exceed the flame of yonder sun
Will your eyes begin to glisten, when you cannot control
The halls of your life
As you run

There is a window in your hall, where sunlight softly streams
Into the promises, which you are able to redeem
If you will stop running down the halls
Of all you cannot control
Your soul, will feel the warmth
Of its beams
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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What is this you have run into
Could it be a wall
Perhaps you were running way too fast
And it caught your fall

Did it hurt when you hit
Did you feel the pain
If you are not sure then back right up
And do it once again

Do you suppose if you stood still
And thought about it all
You would stop repeating your mistakes
And running into walls
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
I gathered waves of laughter and began to run wild
With horses who came to see the sun
Although my footsteps were soft and sweet
The earth still saw my soul
Started spinning wild
And gathering waves of laughter
With me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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Close upon one side, are the softest lips
Which move him now to keep
An amber glow
Inside his heart that slips
Into his soul
So deep

He hears sweet love’s open sea
Caress each word
She speaks
Calling him to come to her and see
Emerald eyes
Which make him weak

Remember me
Is the sound he hears
Whispering from her hair
Each lock curling round him near
His loving heart
So fair

Yet in her hands, he sees the clasp
Of sweetness
He knows fulfills
The dreams his soul longs to grasp
Before his life
Runs still
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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My shield and sword I keep with me
By my side each day
Ever ready to face what comes
To meet me on my way

A band of warriors by my side
With the greatest care
Fighting unseen foes on all planes
By lifting up their prayers

Iniquity comes and it will aim
To break a heart that's true
But a warrior on the righteous path
Will its wickedness run through
Copyright *Neva Flores 2010
Is it possible to be so mistaken
About what seems so right
To be so blinded by what I feel
I don't even try to fight

Am I willing to put aside
All I profess to believe
To reach out for what I want
What is true not see

How much am I willing to sacrifice
To follow my hearts desire
In order to have what I want
Will I feed my soul to the fire

If I am mistaken about what seems right
And this is the sacrifice I must make
This I have inside of me
From my heart, Dear Lord
Please take
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Do you find yourself holding on to nothing
With absolutely everything you have
So afraid that you will lose
What you never had

Are you just letting go of everything
You’ve found so easy to obtain
While crying out for that
You wouldn’t want if gained

Take a look at what you have
Listen to its song
Perhaps you’ll find it’s the very thing
You’ve wanted all along

If you find you’re never satisfied
With anything you hold
Then your heart may be singing
The saddest song of old
© 2010 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
You look at me with
Cold hard eyes
I am pulled under by your pain
I want so much
To reach out to you
And keep you from drowning
In your own rain

Such high walls you have
Placed around you
To defend your hurting soul
You push and shove
And demand your way
Yet I know your hearts not cold

Please don't cry inside
As I cry with you
Don't hurt so much
I can feel it too

For just this once
Trust again
And let your walls come down
Your scars I cannot help you to erase
But with me
Your safe and sound
Copyright *Neva Flores @2009
Tangled sheets of mystery sweet
Engulf your every move
Yet my contemplation of reality
I cannot remove

To think I know or understand
What’s never been defined
While believing in the innocence
When there is none to find

Seen and said while taken back
What does one believe
That which is seen and heard inside
Or that which does relieve

What is meant and what is said
The same you often bring
But does your laughter take it back
Or lessen any of the sting
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
I had a dream last night
You, my love were there
We walked along the shoreline
The wind blew through our hair

We walked hand in hand
Collecting shells
And watching the ocean's beauty deep
We pledged our love forever
A promise
We planned to keep

We built castles in the sand
Fortresses we thought would hold
Our defense against the world
To keep our love from growing cold

We took the lovely shells we found
And placed them one by one
Around the walls of our castle grounds
To show our love
To everyone

As we looked upon the beauty
Of what we two had built
The tide rushed in and took it all
And left us standing there in guilt

My love
Let's let this dream of mine
Be a lesson learned
A strong foundation
Built on solid ground
Will lasting love
Forever earn
All rights reserved @Neva Flores
A curve of satin sits idly beneath a sight so deeply moved
Amid the stillness of a hope that longs to rise
The moon smiles down, as if he approves
A dream pursued by the eyes

The softest sound takes flight in a voices sweetest tune
In a misty stream of pale moonlight
Hands are clasped in a curving spoon
A taste of hope in sheer delight

Thrilled hearts sigh, dreaming of a blissful hour
Weep with joy as their wonder shows
The perfect bloom of a dream filled flower
A curve of satin did bestow

Hope shines in the misty moonlight, on the sweetest tune
A constant vigil in a dream pursued tonight
Swells inside two hearts which spoon
Deeply moved in their delight
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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You have been broken in so many places
At times right in two
Why is it then that each time you mend
More breakage you pursue

I have glued you together with all of my tears
Thinking perhaps this time you’ll learn
Yet you continue to go out and get hurt
Crying because you get burned

Thinking I could toughen you up a bit
Against you I did conspire
I froze you like a block of ice
In response you jumped right in the fire

Now I don’t  know what to do with you
You aggravate me so
I suppose I’ll just keep fixing you
Until you learn how to say no
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com- From My Capricious Heart
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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Bruises heal as do cuts
Are broken hearts a different game
Can they be so broken
They never feel the same

Can it ever be as before
Can the hurt be healed
Or is there too much pain involved
That you don’t wish to feel

Do you recall the way it was
Could it ever be the same
Will your heart still beat for mine
When it hears my name

Scars are left behind
From wounds after they heal
Can one still look upon the scars
And the pain not feel
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com- From My Capricious Heart
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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A certain wildness can still be found within a heart
When a new scent fills the air
A distinctive flicker of flame to restart
A smoldering ash
Lying there

A rising mist ascends from a pool thought run dry
Floating and flying in the air
Weaving intricate patterns to erase the shy
From within the heart
Beating there

A vanished voice is heard once again throughout
Now softly ringing crystal clear
Reigniting a certain wildness in a scented shout
Erasing all shyness
Waiting here

Tender footsteps dance into these waiting hollows
Sweetly kissing fire anew
Promising joy in all my tomorrows
Filled with the wonderful
Scent, of you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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What is this that you have found
Right in front of you
Running into things so wrong
Hoping they're not true

You're chasing shadows in the day
As they weave about
You can't see what isn't there
So what is it you doubt

You must not believe at first sight
The picture that it paints
Look inside at all it is
And let not your heart be faint

Pass it all through your mind
Rest it in your heart
Then decide what it is you see
Before you tear it apart
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
So tired and fast asleep you lie peacefully by my side
I quietly rest and listen as you breathe
I want so much to take you, into my own sea of dreams
Swim together on the cresting waves of ecstasy

I reach out to touch your cheek, my hand stops in midair
Remembering how tired you really are
So I watch the beating of your pulse hypnotize my eyes
Admiring your sleeping peace from afar

Soon, I give in to temptation; gently brush you with a kiss
A whisper of moist lips upon your brow
Yet you remain asleep even with the warmth my kiss induces
A bit of heaven into your sea of dreams endowed
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm- From Hand of the Muse
When did you become a stormy sea of obsession?
Confining in all of your ways
Renouncing all moves in any direction
When one does not yield to the calls, you play

Attempts to govern unclipped wings can be exhausting
The very thought is so gravely insane
Yet you still despondently try to cage in free spirits
With those borders you set and maintain

You reveal uncertainty in your own validation
In the faith you hold in your own
When you desperately try to close off the sky
From free spirits thirsting to roam

Did you know that your borders are guarded by insecurity?
They are useless and protected in vain
Take a look inside the cages you obsessively provide
Not a single free spirit remains
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Since a sea of unsmiling glass
was caught by my lover,
his sky has shifted
oh so dark
and I watch him
taking cover.

He takes the rose of winter,
wonders why
it doesn't bloom
and it’s too bad
he doesn't know
he never gave it room

Now all hope he has
of home and hearth
and my consolation
drifts across the land
as the wind……….
of all of his frustration.
Copyright @2014 - Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm
Echoing chambers of burning desire
Fill the empty spaces
In the barren rooms of burning hearts
Searching in all the wrong places

Rambling forward in destinies call
Seeking passions true flame
Holding to nothing but ashes and dust
Each new day is the same

Wandering hither with tears of no joy
Pain in the eyes of the true
Constantly searching and finding no flame
With each new day that ensues

One day in all glory perhaps one will find
How to fill the spaces with fire
That burns with the boundless call of truth
And quenches the flame of desire
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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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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Coming through the night I feel strange seconds
within a familiar light.  
Here is where my imagination led me to think
no one heard my plight.

Still I smiled in wonder, though the darkness
seemed stronger every second.
Because I yearned to hear your words,
know my life was in your presence.

I bade farewell to the night , closed my eyes
let those seconds pass right by.
As that familiar light that came inside,
kept your face within my sight.
Copyright @2013 - Neva Flores-Changefulstorm
There are secret places in my heart
I hold just for you
Hid away from everyone
Even hid from you

I want to share these with you
Show you everything I feel
But my fear stops me in my tracks
And I hide them still

I wish that I wouldn't hold back
And trust as I want too
But fear it slips in every time
And I run away from you

With all my heart I hope someday
That my fears I'll put aside
And share all these places I hide from you
That hold all this love inside
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Just give me a minute
One small minute of your time
We need to talk about
This seducing with your mind

You’ve got women going crazy
Running after you
With everything you say to them
Not a thing you do

You’ve been seducing honey
You’ve been seducing
You’ve been seducing with your mind

Now I would not be jealous
Just because you look
A man without an eye for beauty
Can't read my book

You’ve been seducing honey
You’ve been seducing
You’ve been seducing with your mind

Come on home to me now
Run your fingers through my soul
My mind's the only one you need to teach
Leave those other mind's alone
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
Are there thoughts that wander like radiant stars
Becoming clear voices, in our memories
Can we be misled and know not who we are
By these planted seeds

Do they linger on in our souls as if they do belong
Leaving visions of our former stories
There buried deep inside our whole lifelong
Awaiting memory’s glory

Will the tender veil be lifted from our own sight
As we look upon a confusing maze
When these thoughts wander into our night
Speaking into memories haze

Where lies our destiny, the crowning of our years
If these thoughts return as they may
Is our future once again the past brought near
To be repeated in our today
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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If I could only climb the highest mountain peak
Or quietly rest upon a jagged cliff
Perhaps I would find all of life’s answers I seek
To all the what’s, why’s and if’s

There I would sit for hours in total silence
Never uttering a word
Strongly taking hold of all my given patience
Waiting for answers to be heard

I would look into drifting clouds above me
Searching for a single sign
A picture to enlighten me of my destiny
I would surely seek to find

However, I cannot climb the highest mountain peak
Or quietly rest upon a jagged cliff
I have to live my life in the here and now and seek
Answers to all the what’s, why’s and if’s
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
I do believe I’ve left my heart
Somewhere by the road
I can’t seem to feel it anymore
It was such a heavy load

Perhaps I should go back and find it
And put it back in place
But I feel so much lighter
With this smile upon my face

My heart contained the many tears
That I cried every night
I don’t believe I’ll miss them
While they are out of sight

I think that I’ll just leave it lay
Just be empty for awhile
Then I know that I won’t cry
And you can see me smile
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Have you ever seen the night, hide from the sands of an hour glass
In hope, that he can return to his own beginning
Watched his tears falling, on all that he has
Thinking, it is now ending

Have you ever looked into the eyes of a never ending journey
Missing the sweet fragrance of his roses on the vine
Wishing to hear the laughter of his child at play
Afraid to stop, and call them mine

Did you ever look into the raging face of a firelight’s glow
Fighting mightily, to burn brighter than ever before
Consuming all that he sees, in a fiery show
Stare confused, at embers on his floor

Could you look upon a field, yielding regret and shame
Still seeing beauty in between its rows
Strike your very heart with the essence of a flame
Make you wish to see this beauty grow

If you have seen the night hiding from an hour glass
Looked into the eyes of a never ending journey
Watched a fire burn out, all that he has
In this field, you can see the beauty
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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There’s a light at the end of my path
I can always see so true
Shining out and calling to me
At the end is You

You stand with open arms
A smile upon your face
My heart sings as it knows
I have found my place

The place where I can be myself
Always feel at home
Your arms I run to find
The place where I belong

Such comfort I have found
Running to your light
Where all my tears are washed away
And my soul feels right

Ever I will run to thee
The place where my heart lives
Peace and love I’ll always find
As my heart to you I give
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
Restlessly, he is sitting home all alone
Pulling one petal off at a time
From a flower he has safely hidden away
In the farthest reaches of his mind

With each petal pulled, he says aloud to himself
She loves me, she loves me not
An old childhood game he sits and plays
He thought he had forgot

Miles away she sits restlessly, home all alone
Playing that same old childhood game
He loves me, she says, as she pulls a petal
Then softly whispers his name

He wonders if she ever thinks of him
When she is all alone
She loves me not, he says, pulling a petal
Deciding, he should not phone

He is all she ever thinks and dreams about
Those nights she spends alone
Pulling off petals from that flower in her mind
Always praying that he will phone

He loves me, she loves me not
Pulling petals, in the game
She loves me, He loves me not
Separately, the same
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm- From Hand of the Muse
There is so much I need to do
I cannot just stay right here with you
There are so many places I want to be
And you can't always be right here with me

If we both could be everywhere at once
All at the same time
What happiness would this bring?
If we both sang the same song all the time
What new song could we sing?

Our path is one, our walk is two
When I'm away I'm still right here with you
Finding new things to learn and see
To share with you
When you're right here with me

Together, apart, You and me
Always together, Separately
Copyright *Neva Flores @2009
You are a perfect branch
descending
from yourself.
I have been waiting
at your roots,
trying to find myself.  

Which part of your trunk
do I stem from,
I cry out to the moon.
Am I not a part of you
whose flowers
are in tune?

I am sharing needful moments
full of sensations anew;
becoming naked
with each breath I take,
singing a song
of truth.

Staring into forever
my heart pounds
with hopes and dreams.
I am waiting at your roots,
with beauty bursting
at my seams.

You are a perfect branch,
no need to conform.
I am here
serenading your roots
to become your flowers that adorn.
Serenity infuses an unbounded peace that flows within
A refuge in unwavering tranquility
Possessing an intensity so luminous and warm
Breathed into the very soul of me

As I reduce the rate of speed, in which my world spins
A calming glow emanates from me
Enlightening my very essence from the peace, I feel within
Releasing all my fears into the breeze

I look into the evening’s glow as the sun sets in the West
While crimson shades of amber flood my sight
And I release the stresses of my day with the setting sun
While breathing in the peace of the coming night

I have found my refuge in unwavering tranquility
In the calmness of the ending of my day
Serenity, which is boundless, has infused my very soul
As I quietly watch, my worries slip away
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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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
You've drawn your curtains
And pulled your shades
Turned all your lights down low
Wishing after yesterday
Wondering where'd it go

You get on stage and take a bow
As you recall your youth
When everything was new to you
And dreams could still come true

Those were the days you can't forget
The world belonged to you
As you looked down from the clouds
And enjoyed the view

Challenges you took up quick
You stuck by your guns
'Til you grew tired of it all
And began to run

The beliefs branded in your heart
Were burned inside so deep
And you'd not go down without a fight
Your beliefs you meant to keep

Remove the shades from your eyes
Throw caution to the wind
All your curtains open wide
Turn your lights up once again

Stop wishing after yesterday
You've only grown older
What you were, you still are
Just wiser and much bolder
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Drifting in the folds of a spark you come
as a splash of cold water
in my face. Appears, I underestimated,
how hot those feelings race.

Have I been walking on a path without alarm,
while the forest descends on me?
Do my toes point me to a smile,
peace can never see?

What is this that springs from every breath I take,
as a spark ignites a flame?
    Why do I see it shaking hands,
in shades of red the same?
Copyright @09/15/18 - Neva Varga - Changefulstorm Poetry
A shadow of a flower fell on the way
I looked at the face of you
Too much and too little
Did I have to say
When this shadow fell
On my face too

My thoughts drifted into a twilight of being
Seized the past and blamed it on you
Forgetting that today
Should be all I was seeing
In your beautiful eyes
Of blue

I did not tell you how you make my heart sing
Lift straight up from my chest
Take off in the air as if carried on wings
Or how in your sweet love
I am
So blessed

Instead, I looked for wounds and scars
On your heart and mine
Wondered aloud
How we had gotten this far
Thought I would bleed
If you were unkind

I did not tell you that you are a rose
A joy of blue, shading my crimson fears
When this shadow fell, on our faces
I chose
To hold you responsible
For all of my tears

A shadow of a flower fell on the way
I looked in the heart of you
Yet you moved from that shadow
As if to say
You can trust me
I will trust you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Have you ever found yourself  quivering
outside of lines
stained
by what you thought was a love story?
Wondering
if you will be swallowed whole
by the window you sit and stare out,
in love's well meaning glory.

Beneath passion  blowing through the door
visiting your mind
like those little things
filled with a warmth
you have wanted
for so long.
Often, you find life
is at its happiest inside your dreams,
where nothing's wrong.

Sometimes in the middle of the night  
you want to be
a never-ending flow of love
smiling at the hands
on the Clock of Emptiness,
stuck in place.  
However, time melts into years
until starlight becomes well versed
at hiding the shadow of tears
on your face.
Copyright @2012 - Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
Shattered windows and broken doors,
cast shadows across a tear-stained floor.
Broken dishes speak to silent walls
while unheard words cry out
that should be understood by all.

Nothing's left to see in these eyes of mine,
because life has frozen
all I ever hoped to find.
I write and search for a stream of memories,
but find no words that won't scar me.

My hands reach out with a shaking pen
composing a message in the dark once again.
Tonight I scratch on my skin
words of love
that should have never been.
Copyright @2013 - Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
Shadows of dreams in the back of your mind
Haunting you every day
Spinning so quickly round your head
Never going away

Turning and twisting around your heart
Feelings you cannot share
Saying so much and telling so little
Just doesn’t seem to be fair

An aching inside that cannot be filled
You cannot understand why
Looking perhaps at all the wrong things
Never taking the time to try

The dreams that are shadows will not fade away
Nor will they ever depart
As they are all stored and waiting to live
In the place known as your heart
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
I know of something acquainted
with the nearest shadows
seeking to stand in my Eden.
Seen as flames
my footsteps have gone from this world
I no longer taste their freedom.

The cold hard ground checks my validation,
keeps me here every day.
Beautiful places like that of my Eden
make passion felt even more,
losing the mask of my face,
slip sliding away.

All the beautiful seals are removed from my bells.
However, I still hear them ring.
My feet once danced as unbound flames
in my lovely Eden.
Until shadows sprang from pages
and began to sing.

Moments are erased revealing thoughts,
opening the heart
when the earth hangs on a day’s silence.
Questions rise then crumble
into the nearest shadow’s hands that fight
my splendid Eden’s wildness.
Such calm has come over my very existence.
Like a sweet low, simmer that travels throughout me.
I cannot even begin to tell you why I feel this way.
I will try in the only way I know of, with words.

My mind and heart feel at rest for the first time in forever.
They seem to have finally come to an agreement.
An agreement to stop the never-ending battle
Between the two of them

I think perhaps the sweet peace I feel, this calmness
Has much to do with the realization I have finally reached.
The realization that the chaotic feelings I have held inside
For so long were never necessary.

I realize that it was I all along that tortured myself.
All of the pain that I put myself through was self-inflicted.
Why do we do this to ourselves?  
What do we think to gain from such punishment?

So now, I rest in sweet peace and my heart smiles inside.
I see that all of the feelings I have for you
Feelings that run deeper than any chasm on this Earth
You have returned all along.
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010- From My Capricious Heart
For you I’ll laugh when I’m sad
Smile when I want to cry
Put on the bravest face I have
Hold my head up high

I will always reach for your hand
When you reach out to me
And I will always catch you before you fall
The way it’s supposed to be

When you are feeling down
I’ll pick you up and put you way up high
Where you always should be
The way I see you through my eyes

You can always run to me
When you can no longer see to fight
And I will stand beside you
I will share my light
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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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
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
The wind moves over understanding,
enjoying its time away
from tears,
feels whole again.
Sleep, I am sure, sets sail
with a stranger,
breaks the mold
enveloping your pillow,
takes away pain.

Colors give you a taste of brightness
that eternity goes through
when it blushes
at its own progress.
While forever struggles
with patience
and touches upon fruit,
thought of undressed.

Cold water comes near,
turns round and round
graciousness,
extending the  waves
of grace’s touch.
Walking the halls
pressed against a smile
that says I am sorry,
no one notices
quite so much.

Long, long after our experiences
caress the light
we have given time,
they are unfolded,
carried away.
Insistence shatters
the mirror to nowhere,
sends winds of understanding,
my way.
Does anything make you feel guilty?
Such as memories that drift in and out of your mind
or perhaps, the sinful taste of chocolate.
What about when you reach up to touch,
the marble steps where your pride once walked.  

She thought you knew her heart was breaking
still she would be waiting for you
with purple ink seeping from her pores.  
Did you know then
how such a narrow field of silence
would have her tripping
over her own bittersweet lines?

She watched you read those pages repeatedly
smiling like you received a medal of honor;
then lean forward with nothing to say at all.  
Did you ever consider
the rose-colored glasses she wore.  

She knows that you have never pretended
to be anything other than what you are
still she  finds you taste like the purest water.  
If you listen carefully,
you can hear her calling  out
for another drink of you.

In the meantime, you leaned forward
to stroke her hair
without ever turning on the light.  
While the world wished,
it could too.
*Copyright Neva Flores @2011
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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