I sigh again, but it is as
Though you have become
Immune to the
Sounds of my discomfort

Indifferent to the tears
That soak my pillow
Late at night

Sliding effortlessly
Down the ridges and planes
Of my face
Draped in a thousand shades
Of sorrow
The shadows dancing
on my hollow cheeks.
Sunken and demure.

Your eyes stare in my direction
But my motions don't catch your eye
You prefer to ponder,
mesmerised,
by the faintest
Movement outside the window

Your brown eyes wide
And bathed in sunlight
The colour of honey
So distinct,
But lacking its sweetness

Follow the hustle and bustle
Of the Parisian streets,
As your hand lifts,
ever so slowly, from
resting on my shoulder,
Onto the ledge.

You've made up your mind.

~ZA

Coffee.
Cigarette.
A little white pill.
(I take it for you)

Someone should water
the basil on the windowsill.

Tomorrow.

What stays on your mind,
no matter what you’re doing,
no matter what has your time…
What stays on your mind?

The prettiest game
That world has played
Is none the big
Just life if you dig

How long it's been
How long will it be
That's all a mystery
That's all a myth

You win in it
Happier you become
You loose in it
The smarter you become

It's a game of chances
Yet chance is one
You either win or loose
But learn is for sure

It's not what you think
It's more that you know
That's why it's the game
The game of chances

It's a game of priorities
They can be many but one
The one to achieve
To make you happy

But everything is not free
It has a cost
You have to pay
Then you cook and roast

When done you smell
You feel and hear
The more well it's done
More delicious it is

But is the cost paid
Not yet i should say
There's still something left
That something is sacrifice

Sacrifice all the things
For one to be the one
For which you leave all
The one which gives you all

That one may be hard
That one may be impossible
Yet the one is the shot
You wanna take with just one dot

You don't know the energy
That one for you with
When you achieve the one goal
The one you were looking for

But at last it doesn't count
Which priority you choose
You win or loose
But just to live

And how long with that priority
You happily lived...

As I stare at the clock
I begin to realize
That time waits
For no one,
If you wanted to spend time
With me,
You would find it.

Get
                                           *Priorities
  Right

       *Like an arrow aiming for a dart board -------------------------->>>>>>
       Like a summer changing to autumn   >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>------>
       Like a sparrow soaring to an empty nest ------------------------>>>>>

Get
                                           Priorities
 Right
      As you do when you stare at a beautiful woman --------------->>>>>                      
      As the coffee beans diffuses in boiling eager waters------------>>>>>
      As a secret garden that houses the priced earth----------------->>>>>

Get
                                           Priorities
 Right
    As the chills smiles when the cloud are blue and vague-------->>>>>
    As often as the million miles that separate diverse souls------->>>>>
    As Mary Jane treats her man on a fine Sunday afternoon------>>>>>

Get
                                           Priorities------------- * Don't mess it up!
 Right
     Like when George got acquainted with the masseur---------->>>>>
     Like when you were trampled for showing empathy --------->>>>>
     Like when you sunk in the ***** swamps for letting go------>>>>>