Truth

Your words, they confuse
they keep me locked up,
you find it amusing
to keep filling the cup.

Why won’t you just let me,
just let me be,
cocooned in this silence,
so I can feel free?

We've travelled together,
but our trip was cut short,
now we should both rest,
allow our lives to get sort.

Your digging disturbs me,
it wont let me breath,
just as I felt steady,
and ready to leave.

Let go of my wrists,
they can't stand the strain,
I'll stand here beside you,
no need for the blame.

Then I'll walk away slowly,
and think to myself,
"There's courage inside me,
no need for anyone else"

I keep walking slowly,
the thought's hard to digest,
but my steps remain steady,
as they follow the beat from my chest.

I’m stronger without you,
I never was sure…
how deep the strength’s inside of me
how much I could endure.

I needed you then,
but I know better now,
it's time to begin,
back on solid ground.

I’m ready now,
ready to create,
A world so exciting,
a new mold of fate.

This poem is dedicated to anyone who has had difficulty giving up something or someone that they thought they could never be without, until the day they find themselves walking away from it… realizing that they have been in control the entire time, and that the only necessary element in their lives is themselves.

Truth; always has been, always is, always will be.

Butterflies

This flutter inside me,
keeps me from being still,
their wings are enticing
and give me a thrill.

A dozen blue butterflies
is what you’ve created,
they dance all around me,
emotions elated.

Wrap your arms around me,
ignite this smile on my face,
indulged in comfortable silence,
curled up in our embrace….

Tell me your secrets,
unravel your soul,
let it rise, above you,
so that you can feel whole…

Plug into my heartbeat
and synchronize,
with the vibration,
born amongst you and I.

Feel the brilliance,
of our midnight glow,
heat up on your skin,
before it’s time for us to go.

*This poem is to express all of those wonderful feelings that you get when you finally make it to that "first date". When there's chemistry, words could harldy describe it. Enjoy!~*

Higher

The artist in me,
Feels like it needs to escape.
Where is this feeling coming from?
I want to be able to unravel,
And slowly float,
Like the wind that calls to me.

Where would I go?
What would I hold on to?
I want to fly,
But I refuse to let my feet lift off the ground.

So I run.
I race the earth
And feel free..
Closer to you,
Closer to truth.

Just a few more steps,
And I’m with you.
A place I never knew,
A place I always overlooked.

But I wake up before I make it,
I don’t know if I was there,
I wonder if I ever will be,
All I’m left with is questions, unanswered.

So I play my music,
And wait,
Until this feeling is strong enough,
To lift me up,
And keep me off the ground
Long enough so that place is found.

*This was an improvised poem, so it may sound a little different that the last few that I posted, it was written as an attempt to describe a feeling that was going on inside me. With a little imagination, I put the feeling into words.

Different, but worth posting, because of its authenticity…

Rendez-vous

Kiss my lips,
touch my shoulder,
get lost with me,
as time grows older.

Time feels slow,
and yet delectable,
making everything about you,
look impeccable.

Stars burn above us,
in the night sky,
and warmth blossoms,
between you and I.

I look into your eyes,
and am surprised to find,
that you haven’t stopped
looking at mine…

So the time has come,
where we both realize,
that something new,
has just begun.

My heart skips,
like a melody,
that with each kiss,
I pull you closer to me.

I bat my eyes,
you smile back.
You’ve just made up,
for what this day lacked.

“To one more drink,
that’s shared tonight!”
May it be worthy
of our delight.

The hours lead us,
to our "goodbye",
we've reached it's end,
at the "blink of an eye".

I hug you tightly,
you will be missed,
and seal our evening
with one last kiss.

*Here’s to romance, and the magic that is created between two souls embracing the enchantment offered by a summer’s night.

Dignity

My heart is broken,
it needs to mend.
The words, I’ve spoke,
it had to end…
but now I’m lonely,
I feel mislead.

I want to hold you,
And kiss your face.
I want to take pleasure in,
your sweet embrace.

I close my eyes,
and dream away…
this way I can have you,
this way you will stay.

How dare you tell me,
that you’ll never leave.
How dare you mock me,
and make me believe.

Those words you said,
ring in my ear,
they whisper softly,
“There’s nothing to fear”.

But now you’ve left me,
my dreams stayed behind,
my heart you kept,
this love has turned blind.

I’ll never tell you,
how much I hurt,
although it kills me,
although it hurts worse.

The pride inside me,
is all I’ve got left,
this fire inside me,
in the center of my chest.

So I’ll wrap up this message,
into a billion folds,
and lock it up tightly,
with silver and gold.

This way I can keep,
my heart from more wounds,
and keep it from turning,
that ugly, pale blue…

*This poem is dedicated to all of those who have survived a heartache, but chose to let love live… in hopes to receive all that you were promised “once upon a time”.

Hands

I hold your hand tightly
as we walk together,
I’m nervous I’ll loose you
and then stay lost forever.

You fill my fears
with visions of hope,
you kiss off my tears
when it’s too hard to cope.

You keep hold of my hand,
please don’t let go,
I’ll call you “my man”,
you are what I know.

Sometimes you ground me,
sometimes you don’t.
What matters is that you found me,
and rescued me on your boat.

An ocean of solitude,
a sea of distrust,
I love you with plentitude,
I see you as “luck”.

An ocean can take over
and cloud your true vision,
and make you see problems
too deep to swim in.

Then I hold your hand tighter,
you haven’t let go,
and then I remember
why I love you so.

Dear Friend

I look out, to the moon in the indigo sky
and dig deep to find that part of me
that I hid away so long ago.

The moon glows so bright tonight
that it’s hard to think that it’s there for anybody else but me.

I wonder if there’s anybody else that looks up at it as often as I do.
I wonder if there’s anyone else that wishes it on it as much as I do.
I wonder if there’s anyone else that sees themselves in it as much as I do.

Tonight I tell it about a friend of mine,
that helped me see the beauty in me.
He believes in me
and appreciates all the good that I have to offer this world.
He’s sparked a familiar feeling in me,
unknowingly,
one where I was the queen of me.
One where I was enough,
just as I am,
and it was that simple...

Beautiful moon,
I walked beside you tonight,
and I listened to you speak.
You whispered in the rustling of the trees
and sang to me through a choir of crickets,
harmonizing with one another
with each step that I take
under the dark sky.

It’s been a while since I had stopped to listen to you,
but I am comforted with the thought that you’re still there.

I tighten my jacket, and press it against my body,
as the subtle breeze settles my thoughts with a sweet “hush”
while it brushes through my hair.

My eyes look up
and I gaze at the shadows of the trees against the evening sky.
The image is beautiful- picturesque,
even with a tiny star at the corner of it.
Appearing like a “bow” or ribbon on the corner of a great portrait.

This is me.
How could it be that I’m the only person that sees these things?
How could I be the only one that notices?

Today a dear friend touched my heart.
He showed me that I’m not the only one that sees the beauty in things….
He helped me see the beauty,
that lives inside of me.


*We all need reminders sometimes, sometimes we could find them ourselves, sometimes we need a little help.