She'll never know the way he feels, as he tucks her hair behind her ear.

Just as he'll never know what it is she feels, when her hand finds itself on the back of his neck, between the ears.

Coincidence...

The cold burns.
It's so cold I'm numb,
but it stings.

Sleeping makes me tired.
When I don't sleep I feel more alive than ever,
while feeling completely exhausted.

The loudest sounds deafen us.
And while everything is quiet,
the smallest things are loud.

I scream and nobody comes to my aid,
but i whisper and the world hears what i say.

The greatest of Stories,
occur in the darkest of times.
But the biggest of tragedies unfold,
when all is fine.

It's inconsistent

Can you envision it now? An Inverted World?
Where colors go beyond their definition...

Shades of shadows transforming as beams of white
They do the opposite of their given mission

Praise the Lord we don't live in an Inverted World
Where Comfort and Chaos try to share one frame

The morning's flawless innocent white clouds scatter away and are replaced by black clouds that will start a new reign

Our minds will try to solve this puzzle as a sun of dark radiance blast it's curse over the nation

The forgiving pink roses turn against us as their petals allow green jealousy to manifest their vision

The diamonds that covered the sky at night would only be small shadow reminders of the new sun that leaves us breathless

The Night would be purer then Daytime it's self. The Elements water and fire would have switched identities. These changes are endless

Praise God we don't live in an inverted world. Where our skin looks like it was painted in ashes

Or for those with a darker tone, look like their body have been invade by an icy storm encouraged by magic

The Lord instructed color to have a meaning, commanded nature to have a destiny and a desire...

Again, Thank you Savior, for your mercy of an orderly world, where shades are in their places, and harmony is not a liar

Coloration embraces it's role and refuses to fail it's task to symbolize it's emotion...

How truly lucky and blessed we are..
*That We Don't Live In An Inverted World...

my ears often listen to what they don't want to hear.

instead of picking up all the words that;
boost esteem,
affirm,
demonstrate love,
my auditory perception has acute awareness for words that;
depreciate,
deny,
exude hatred.

i cannot come up with an inkling as to why
my hearing is sharp enough to hear the whispers of disdain, yet deaf to all expressions of affection...

it disconcerts my mind to a point where i now believe i only hear what i deserve.

Love happens at first sight
And love is blind.
With eyes or without eyes
Love may not happen
And it might.

It is the best thing
Which ever happened to me.
It ruined my life.
Left scars on my body
My career, left and right.

Love is a beautiful feeling
Which ends in happily ever after.
Or they never saw each other again.
Still wished good and prayed
In darkness for other's light.

It is an ambition spark,
To make jovial men serious,
Work hard towards crazy goals.
And a potion for grave looking
To laugh with delight.

Love is the best form
Of punishment one can give
To innocent souls, trusting in nature
Who tricked by the cruel world
Don't seek revenge or fight.