A simple walk into an open field,
A metaphor to the world,
Open before you,

No barriers,
No expectations,
You are free to roam,

Explore,
Feel,
Love,
Live,

Free to breathe in fresh air,
Open your eyes,
And see for the first time,

Free to expand your mind,
and horizons,
To look inside as well as outside,

To become the person you thought you would,
or someone totally different,
To have a positive vibe that echo’s off,
all that you meet.

To exude self-confidence,
Because of your inner and outer beauty.

Feel free today,
and every day,

Keep learning,
Cherish life and the people in your life.
Keep growing,
Keep being true to your self.

Tears flow like hot lava down your face,
I kiss your cheek and taste the salinity,
Serenity,
The heart felt,
Love,
From your soul

If you laid your head on my heart,
The thumping would be as loud,
As a bass coming from a car,
Playing an Eminem mix of,
A Barry White song.

a book,
lay open,
waiting to be read,
line for line,
interpreted with an unspoken inter-voice,
creeping into the sub-conscience,
taking us away,
from reality,
into our own little world,

creating voice, scenery, and escape

I grew up in Northern Virginia,
Reading the Washington Post,
Dreaming about a place called Blues Alley,
In Georgetown,
Imagined drinking a ***** K-One ***** Martini, neat,
and smoking Camel non-filters,
Listening to a sultry, ****, singer,
Holding onto your hand,
Like we accidentally walked into an ***** den,
After,
We’d  stroll down M Street,
Looking for a cup of coffee,
So I could continue to be with you,
To afraid to kiss you,
To afraid to ask you to spend the rest of the night/morning,
To afraid to say good-bye,
To afraid you’d never come back,

To afraid it was really a dream.

mending bones,
and
broken hearts,
healing scars,
in the dark,
dream catchers,
mounted,
to protect,
dark dreams coming,
no effect,
endless circles,
turn into miles,
numbs the body badly,
hide away your smiles,
come to me…
sadly.

An image,
Tattooed on your brain,
Always there,
Always with you,
Deep dark ink,
Etched in,
and you see it..

again,
and
again,
and
again.

Taking it with you,
to exotic places,
Peaceful places,
Places in the sun.

If someone were to look,
Deep into your eyes,
Or kiss you with their eyes open,
They might catch a glimpse,
Of the shadow…but they’d have to know,
What they are looking for.

Your soul anchored down,
with melancholy  madness,
Surrounded by hope,
and the wanting of happiness.

A tattoo etched on your mind