When he saw his love for the first time he knew.
Instantly.
Deep in you it’s rooted. This love.
Long before meeting.
The one has already arrived in the mind
while the eyes are still blind ,
the heart still searching.
This loved one stays with you forever.
You will do anything ,
Wait till end of days
travel through time
cross timelines
just to meet, to live and love.
Forever and ever.
True love is written in the stars.
It’s meant to be like in a fairytale.
I know I’m dreaming but that’s the way it should be.
Don’t wake me up,
let me dream my dream of dreams and meet my love.
Over and over.

Love, like a  misplaced flower on a snow mountain
like a comet  traveling through time.



Shell ✨🐚

Between The Sun & The Rain

       They say that time heals all wounds
In the meantime I’ll present my charade
Until something happens to remind me
And I realize time only made them fade

I don’t know why we tell
Ourselves this just to get by
Is it so wrong that we must hide
Our Scars and never cry

In a world surrounded by people
I still feel very much alone
On the outside you can never know
I’m comfortably numb clean to the bone

When you said goodbye I pretended
Some day you’d still return
All the things you attempted to teach
Me I still refused to learn

Now I understand that time will
Never take away my pain
And forever I’ll be stuck somewhere
Between The Sun & The Rain

Written By:Charles Kean
02/16/2025

I was on a train from
Paris to Amsterdam
and with an empty page
a sad smile and a pen
she was looking out
the window across
the apple green fields and
into the valleys of cobbled
villages and ****** churches
and as the dead air of Paris
was leaving my mind
I began to read the reflection
of questions in her eyes
I wanted to tell her what
she already knew
that the answers are in
the rhythm of the rails
and to only underline
the words that matter ...
Clay.M

It's dangerous
But gorgeous
Nature's beauty
Filled the minds
Roaring, scoring buzz
Scratching, crawling hum
Soothing whispers of gale
Shadows dance on ancient bark,
Whispering tales of the woods' dark.

A little girl with braids in her hair .
Her sparkling eyes, and joyfull smile .
She sits in a garden teaming with life .
Her guardian  angel sits by her side .
She raises her hand to touch the breeze.
And to her surprise a white dove flys down to greet .
A peaceful creature ,her new best friend.
It lays upon her hand with grace.
A timeless bond a fleeting sight .
A moment wrapped in gentle light .

.

It is but two more days,
till the end of my longing will come to its demise.
It is but two more days till my heart can express the pain it endured.
It is but two more days till I can return to my reality of the unassuming or rather its disguised encounters.
Two more days, till my breath is caught, by the other,
Never to be released till we know no other.
It is but two more sleeps, I'm counting...