To whom have hum the song called sum of love,
With thirst of touch unquench and desires loom away by their whim.

Such lyrics pour with your hearts until the tears dry like oasis in desert,
And suffocated in oceans of your own sorrow swimming deeper into the sea.

For love is shared with mutual need to create the roots of their spiritual seed,
And love alone is but a riddle never to get the answered in a desolate well of forgotten.

Arise and drink from fountain of desire,
To move forth to the great journey of unknown,
For your legacy can only enheighten by the second wind.
From wind become a vortex and the roaring sea,
While grasp onto your survival and free from all limits of expectation,
Then become the seat of mount Olympus finding true equal next to your seat!
For it's the very glory of your survival that shall ring true upon the beats of all hearts!

My throat becomes soar
I ache throughout my body
My taste buds are dead

My wings have been torn
Maybe ever since I've been born
For some reason why
Society doesn't want us to fly

Or maybe it's just us
Who holds ourselves back
We blame others
And think they keep us off track

In reality it's us
And it's all it ever was
What if we were made to soar
And not cry or let our blood drip on the floor

We're just too selfish to get the things that we want
No, you don't need to flaunt
And make others feel bad
Instead of happy, they're just sad

We're broken in pieces
Because we fell from the sky
Little did we know, our wings were growing for us to fly.

There's something more
To paper planes
Than what meets the eye;
The creases and folds
that let them fly.

Beneath the way
They swoop and soar,
Paper planes
have a tendency
To always fall.

Thankfully for us,
We can spend time
Flying up high,
Way up there,
Without a single care.

We have defied gravity
We rarely fall,
But when we do
It's never big,
Only small.

There's something satisfying
About watching paper planes.
Not knowing their journeys.
Not knowing their ways.
Just not knowing.

However we know,
We know now,
About the planes,
And exactly how
We've created a vow.

•

                                                I hold your hand tight,


    And let you soar with me,

                                    Into the lofty skies,

                                                         ­ Spending time together,

                                                      ­                           Under the illumination,

                            Of the romantic moon and stars,

          Throwing all worries and sighs of life,

                                                     And leaving the world behind,


'Cause just being there by your side,

                                           Is already my everything.




                                  We ascend higher,


Above the clouds and played into the paradise of our love,

                    Our laughs echoed into our world,

                A world were only you and me existed,

                           A world of peace and love,

                                 A world of our own,

                        A world with no distractions,



                                               ­                                   Just you and me,

                             A perfect world more than we can imagine.






                                                 ­                                            We dance along,

                                                         ­                 Into the rhythm of our love,

                                                          ­       We sing along,

                                                       The music of our hearts,

                                                        ­                                      We shout along,

                  The happiness that just freed it's cage,



                                 We just praise God,


                                                        ­                  That it's just you and me,


                                         Together!






                        Those love and promises that we enunciate,


Gives us more strength,

      To keep a firmer grip,

                And hold unto each other,

                           But holding hands isn't just enough!

                                                 And so we enfold each other,

                                      Into the arms that assured the security of our love,

With the ablazing endearment,

         That gives us warmth,

                                                        ­  Gives us hope,

               That gives us life,

                                                          ­  And that lift us higher and higher,

                     Into the periphery of our bona fide love.





                                Having nothing in my life but you,

                                     Is already more than enough...




                                                  ­                                 © Earl Jane
                                                            ­                         ♥ E.J.C.S.

'When I come of age, I shall soar astray,'
With wings, there could be no other way.
'I shall close my eyes; my wings spread,'
'To build my nest away from my home,' she said.

When in the stead of hands, wings would emerge
Her fantasy and reality would seamlessly merge.
Oh how she longed to see the world,
To never turn back; goodbyes unfurled.

When she finally did come of age,
She could hardly hold back tears of rage
With longing the new wings of others she spied,
As they flew far away she stared, wide eyed.

'I have come of age, and I must stay.'
Without wings, there could be no other way.
'I shall close my eyes; my hands spread,'
'To build my nest within my home,' she said.

You know,
I think I'd make a good penguin

They're built for
Cold weather
Where most birds can't go
They thrive

They have to stay in their comfort zone
The cold tundra
They can't go out
Or they'll die

They watch the other birds soar
But know they can never join
They stay in their ice-filled wilderness
And keep two feet on the ground

And that is okay

I think we have a lot in common
I think I would make a good penguin