The sun rise, shine and set
The leaves are green, orange or red
The sea is calm, stormy or frozen
Water is lakes, rivers or oceans

The soul is living, regretting or dying
Hearts are breaking, healing or lying
Your eyes are lively, luminous or bleak
Our minds are mad, tangled or weak

I find that everything is constantly changing
but it seems that only I am perpetually unchanging

(l.p)

Believing in love
is a hard thing to do
'cause once I wished
on a shooting star
and it never brought
me to back to you

Sometimes I want to
d i s a p p e a r  
into the evening
s k y
illuminate the
d a r k n e s s
and leave without saying
g o o d b y e

Your eyes were teary
but your veins were dry

You looked so lost
and we wondered why

When the colors disappear
there's is nothing more to see
and when the dying sun goes down
you know where I will be*
--
When the hissing leaves break the silence
and the darkness illuminates the light
I'll find a shelter someplace else
someplace out of sight

I can't write poems; I'm lost for words
I can't write poems*; words rush like birds