quisiera olvidarte
quisiera olvidar
tu nombre
y las manos que antes
me acariciaban

todo lo que he hecho
como una tonta
sin nada
por nada
nunca era nada

mis manos llenas de
la tierra
la leña quemada
las cenizas
de un fuego
que antes existía
dominando las colinas

las puntas de mis dedos
quemadas
un dolor extraño

nunca he sentido estos dolores

entierrio las cenizas
con todas las memórias
beso el zacate
verde y rocío

un día crecería
un arbol
lleno del amor
todo el amor
que me han rechazado
tirado, destruido
un arbol
nacido de las cenizas

In a universe of sunsets
we linger on the fading
of luminosity not realizing.

Nothing sets, we just move
from the view of another...

Our tears evaporating in to
metaphors, voices of emotion
speaking silently as tears smudge
lingering meanings.

Are these the words of love or of
emotions fleeting like summer showers.

We are silhouettes dancing upon
the remainders of what lingered.
Coffins of hearts buried within us.
a eulogy of what was and past.

From ashes does a single flower grow,
reborn are petals not as before.

We gaze in opposite directions,
wondering if the other looks behind.

I stand there my palms waiting,
will we hold on to another, or forever let go.

Reborn into this skin of a warrior. Past these birthmarks and moles are stories of the warriors battle scars. You ask me why my heart aches out of my chest, yet this is just my battle cries. Dancing in the flame, though I won't let the devil submerge me. Drowning into obis of my pasts regrets. Dainty ink marked my skin with the things this little girl never said. When I absorb them into my shoulder they no longer felt so dainty. Biting my lip made a metal taste absorb into my tastebuds memory and it felt almost like revenge of my enemies.

The past comes back to us,
emerging from the dark, cold water,
dripping wet and breathing hard,
born again and longing to be held.

Feels like just yesterday
You were, taken away
Your that spark inside
That keeps me alive
You are the reason that I write
You are the light in the night

Hope you can hear this
Hope you can feel it
Hope you see when I perform it
This is what I can do
To send my love to you

Imagine if stars
were souls just passed
Imagine if shooting stars
Were souls being
reborn again
That's a cycle of life
I want to believe in.

I lay awake
I hurt, I break
I can give, I can take
I'm brave at the
same time afraid
I hope, I pray
Some days I lose faith
I fear, I shake
Without you here
Everything feels unclear

Hope you can hear this
Hope you can feel it
Hope you see when I perform it
This is what I can do
To send my love to you

Imagine if stars
were souls just passed
Imagine if shooting stars
Were souls being
reborn again
That's a cycle of life
I want to believe in.

I still think of memories
I feel pain, yeah I still cry
Feel like I'm dying inside
I'm hurting, broken, scared
I still wonder how you are
Do you receive my love
Do you hear my thoughts
In my prayers
Do you know I still wish
You were here

Hope you can hear this
Hope you can feel it
Hope you see when I perform it
This is what I can do
To send my love to you

Imagine if stars
were souls just passed
Imagine if shooting stars
Were souls being
reborn again
That's a cycle of life
I want to believe in.

©2017 Written By Benji James

I fill my heart
I fill my heart with you
when there is only blue
and everything is hollow

I grab a star
I grab a star for you
what would you have me do
I will always follow

we sail
into the open Sea
the Sky
the only blue I see
your eyes
they are the first to see
me
they are the first to see
me

you came along
you change the colors too
what a thing to do
when everything is  hollow

Angel kisses fall downward,
formed from tears welled up,
in sparkling starlit eyes
their sadness rains light,
then they are born again,
into wishes,
and draped heavy,
onto a dark blue midnight canvas,
a crushed velvet curtain,
of twinkling white orbs,
blanketing my nighttime reality.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I think of the way I felt reborn,
into something a little bit more,
when I heard my name crawl
and curl out from your teeth
and between your lips
as we said our first hellos
when I want to think that, maybe-
maybe not everything's gone wrong
so why should it have to now?

The longest day,
The deepest breath
You always knew me the best.
My second spring,
Without you here
I wonder who I'll be this year.
The greenest grass,
The bluest skies
I hide the ugliness of my insides.
The warmest sun,
The afterglow
Of a girl whom I'd like to know.
The longest day,
The deepest breath
I won't wait for you again.
The time is now,
No room to wait
Gaia dealt a brand new day.

versailles has been waiting for your return
this time you will be reborn
out of bitter tears and infant screams
you have been baptised
and now the light of apollo will be in your eyes

the squinting girl will return
but now you are a lion-heart boy
and the twelve years that have passed for them
is twelve hundred for you!
versailles has been waiting
and you will go back