Born to a winter season my thoughts have permanently obstained from chilly insatiable climates that wear on the mind
My thoughts can be only taken to places of warm phenomenons such as a summer day in California
Thoughts taken to places of yesterdays and those of future days like a memory keepsake
Mirage scenes from a dream accompanied by music takes me to days of a dreamy beautiful beach saunter in summer
Enjoying a nice cruise down a winding mountain thoroughfare with the breeze blowing through my hair

Panic errupts
As my composure disappears.
False accusations;
the end draws near.

Such a beautiful soul;
You're simply pure.
A smile on your face,
So dangerous,
It's scary.

Distance so deadly
Meaning obstained
Treachous preditors
Prance on my terrain.

Manipulative beings
endanger your existance
As I sit and pray
For your beautiful and safe return.

Menacing followers
Pry as we fight
Soul filled with sorrow,
It all happened that night.

Cries of despair
Rip from my soul.
All emotions gone a wry,
your fate's been decided.

One slippery mistake
And you are easily gone.
Stay close to me baby,
Everything as feared,
Went wrong.

Getting Past the Past
Takes the moments yet obstained
While focusing on tomorrow
Rather than clinging to empty blame
Life delivers a newness
With every breath we take
Release the anchoring memories
That bind the aching heart
Getting past the past
Requires that you start
-The connective thinker