She does not live there anymore
Pass by as often as you want
She has already closed that door
To the past, to the past
She finally said goodbye.

It has been a while
Since she moved away
But it took her

An eternity and a day

To move on
From the past, from the past
She is no longer burdened.  

Everything became stale
Yet she soldiered on
Even then when hopes were frail
She fought past, She fought past
Til she smiled at last.


Whether it is
Irony or cliche
To come walking by

When her feelings no longer sway

It is a blast from
The past, the past
She no longer yens for.

Not everything
Has a reason
Not everything
Needs an
Explanation

Why mull over
Analyze over and over
When possibly
Things really do
Just happen
With conclusively
Nothing further

Not a wandering mind
Not a wondering heart
That has to examine
In pursuit of
Meaning.

Then take them
As they come
Empty words
With no substance

But
Listen carefully
I will say it only once
The truth in its entity

Things do not
Just happen
For us
For the idea
Of us
Is still bound
To the past
Whether
We want it
Or not

So if there is no essence
In our messages

Do not bother
Showing up
If there is not
The slightest hint
That there is
A comeback.

Do not tell me
It does not exist
Do not dare me
To cease

To dream

I have seen Paradise
From above
Now right before my eyes
I fall in love

A kind of blue
That is unreal
A moment so pure
Only happy hearts can feel

Leaving footprints
In the sand
I deem
We are one with the sun

Dear Paradise
That is ours
Dear Muriel and Remy
That made it ours

We leave
But not unchanged

Paradise Island

On your shores,
Our love for you
Forevermore remains.

She will wear
Jeans with holes
She will swear
If one annoys
She will flaunt
Her blow dried hair
Which she took
An hour
To prepare

She will fight
You with fists
She will not
Be intimidated
When there is
A feast
Her favorite film
is Scarface
She will shed
A tear
When a hero
Falls from grace

She will drink
The bottle of wine
She will work out
To keep her line
She loves looking
Like a a doll
She will beat
You at football
Her cute quirks
Will amaze
And her underwear
Is always lace

A woman
With a girl
attitude
A woman
Whom guys
Can call dude
She is not
either/or
She is
The girl next door
And one
They at times
Abhor

You will
Try to fit her
In a box
But why
Would you ever
Want
To tame a fox

I do not wish to reduplicate
From you and the past
I want to break
However, I reckon
Unconsciously
I am attracted
To the same facets
Persistently.

All I have been inclined to
The last couple of months
Is stop being reminded of you
But what seems to
Entice me
Bits and pieces of you
In another individual
I see.

How can I start anew
When deep in my heart
All I still desire is you
My heart
Set on ice and fire
Is history
Then why am I doing
A photocopy.

It is not deliberate
But what seduces me  
Are colors of a similar palette
How am I to let go
If still submerged in shadow
Though I know it is another person
Am I following
An identical pattern.

There comes a time
We should move past
Talking idly
About weather
Headlines and topics
Which are popular

Has it come to that point
We could let our guard down
Opening a window
Earning a glimpse at the soul
Discovering sides
That are more personal

That line disappears
Between the secured sphere
And everything that is deep

Now we scrutinize
What ticks you off
How you get to love
And we assure
Whether we get along
In the outside world

We are all acquaintances
Tested to be a confident
And true to form
Not all deserve
Sincere attachement

But unless we take
That step
That moment in time
Specific without end
From being a contact
To becoming a friend
That is all we will ever be
Weather, the trivial
And anything that is proper.