She had found an answer within that gave her the key to a treasure chest full of golden questions. And as she became curious to seek for more, her compass turned 180 degree. The view was different... It was uncomfortable, but very warm. It was a place that she has never known. Her thoughts had a powerful fear connected to them. Along with an enlightenment that gave her life direction. Her awakening was solemnly up to her. A blessing or a curse ... -J.Jimenez
Yet, I fail. From time to time, I will fail. I try to minimize the failure, To be the mind, and not the wind, To be a kin, and not akin, To be a friend, not a fiend. But when we sail, I'm not the sailor, I am the tempest.
Wandering but trapped. Like the coral beneath the ice. Can't run, can't hide. The water flows and consumes. Traps and constricts. Freezes. Trapped beneath the ice She flows like a river with no delta. Like the wind with no trees or mountains. Time will unfreeze they say. But time has no watch. Time has no clock. That coral looks to the sky and to the clouds, The shapes are gone as are the memories. Slowly fading away, Like the cirrus wisps against the blue sky, Slowly fading away.
You say that you love me But I'm drifting You say that you need me But I'm drifting You say so many things But I'm difting Away from you On the muscles of waves Salt in my eyes sting like watery pins Cause I'm drifting Outside your embrace, sun burns skin Cause I'm drifting I'm sickend by my own love for you Cause I'm drifting The current is merciless My esophagus has it's own tide I'm lost in a desert of continuos motion without an ore or sail I can see you no more unless you save me from drifting outside your life outside your heart outside of your bedroom door Just when I'm about to let go The light house begins to show You say the words That keep me from drifting You say them so sweet and so kind They keep me from drifting But I come to with the painful experiences I've had with you And all I want to do Is continue to drift away from you too
Belly dance into my dreams, ******* me with your shake So proud to grace the sheets with punk rock royality. I am the bohemian poet, the immaculate escort for the divine My hand will lead as we wear something we wouldn't usually wear under the Celtic MooN and over the sea that remains between us... Resilient smiles fill the sky above As kindness matters and Laughter is necessary I hold the Love I have to give while protecting the heart I am to keep. In the most sincerest way possible ... I ask you Let me be your hidden hero Let me be your Charlie Brown Unknown the ocean, silhouette the sound.
