She was painted in the colors he desired.
She was heaven to him, breathtaking and beautiful.
The moonlight in her eyes and the words she spoke touched him.
She was like a fine painting framed in his heart.

The world is not yet awake.
I can hear my own heart throb in my chest.
I can hear air rush in and out of my lungs.
At 2am I can clear my head of everything that consumes it,
And remember to breathe,
And enjoy being alive,
At 2am.

Sometimes life is full of pain
with confusion at every turn,

Sometimes all just seems in vain,
an that I'll never ever learn,

All I can do is wake up tomorrow
and hope for a smile to come,
an I won't be overwhelmed by life,
or feel like I am dumb,

Because I don't fit in this world
I am a special soul,
I seem to find the leeches though,
my demise
it seems their goal,

I don't know how much time I have
none of us ever do
I only wish I wake one morn
to feel as if I'm new,

I pray you'll hold me
even -
once more.

Ma Cherie © 2017

It seems I'm in a predicament
between the there and now
I don't know how I'll get through it
but I think I will somehow,

Got to keep my head down
and focus -
keep my eyes on the beautiful prize
because if I don't I'll see my dreams
go away before we could realize,

That we were meant to be together,
that this is our time
an our place,
I love the way you look
an it ain't just about your face,

I got lots of work to do
an so do you
it doesn't mean
it's a bad thing baby,
just hold me- love me,
an stop saying maybe,

Because you know you're a crazy
An me-
I'm out of my mind,
But I'm the star orbiting your Galaxy
and that is rare to find.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I have been in many churches
an prayed at many altars,
I have studied the Gods of our World.

But I have never-
felt so redeemed,
as I did-
lying sweetly,
in your safe, warm embrace.

You are my savior,
.....you .. are ..
my religion.


Ma Cherie © 2017