Sunday, March 3, 2013


I can feel it coming
A breeze rustling the leafs
A wind whipping the branches on the trees
I can feel the air swirling at my feet
The men throwing petals on my grave
Seeing me wave goodbye before I walk away

I can feel it in the air
A cold chill enveloping me
They're prophesying a love
A man that has been waiting
And creating
Cultivation his soul wealth
Preparing his heart for me

I can feel it coming
In the faces of the men
In the lips I kissed
I've tasted traces of forever
Of a divine nectar
And each hand that touched me
Was missing a nerve
A fearlessness
A passion
A surrender

And every heart I loved
Could not contain me
Their souls failed to sustain me
Their minds didn't stimulate me
So I reclaimed sovereignty
To create, to inspire, to seek
A beauty that can reflect me
A hand that can hold me
A soul that recharges me
Refills me with the love I give

Sometimes I find this man inside me
I pray to him to strengthen and guide me
And through my struggles he loves me
He grips me by my heart
He takes ahold of my soul and inspires me
And that's when I know I'm sovereign
Complete with god's love inside me
And I realize that all I'm seeking is within me
Ready to teach and motivate me

Thank you, Soul
Thank you, God,
Thank you, Heavens
For waking me early
For blessing me with purpose
A gift, a talent
That pleases and teaches
That loves and reaches
The broken, battered fighters
The seekers of beauty and light
Thank you for the potential
To grow and enlighten

All I need I have
All I seek I am
All I love loves me


In and out of bliss

The sour taste
Of everything you can't have
The sweet flavor of satisfaction
Without promise of tomorrow

The fear causing desperation
The impulse to leave
With or without you
My soul is moving on

To turn away
To forget
To exclaim, "I don't need you,
I can live without you"

As the years fly by
As I get older
Goodbye gets easier
And colder

Can I live with you
Do you fit my future
With your past ghosts
And feelings and hurt
I suppose no one will
No one but a baby
Comes with no scars

Can I live with who you are
How you think
What you do, what you say
How you operate
Can I survive in your world
The way you love
Am I happy with what you give
I don't know

And the sour taste in my mouth
The bittersweet memories
Of an assassin, a double agent
I wonder if it's really you
That I'm giving my love to
Or a lost wolf
Using my soul as refuge
Are you hiding inside me
Am I paradise to you
Do you vacation in my heart
Am I your escape from "hell"

I binge on impulsive thoughts
I wonder if I should tell you
Makes me sick to forget you
I wonder if you can see
The road is ending

But it must be done
I'm brushing the sour taste
From my heart
Your sweet flavor from my tongue
I don't need it
I can live without it