“I miss her! I miss her!”

I fall to the ground..as well does heavy tears

“The Hummingbird IS Gone!”

“I miss it’s visit and song”

where does one fill these empty halls

where this girl made her voice boom for so long?!

Even though it was not yesterday that the evil ones took her from the world

I became the Joker… My anarchy and laughs

Were forces ,now, to unfurl .

He reminds himself to spread her legacy through your own artistic hand

True love filled a once empty heart.

As well as music’s wedding band.

I must do my best to spread my words, her messages, from her songs

In my pages of Photos,Sketches, and Poetic Verse

As her spirit smiles, next to me, arms around my neck…

She hears my soul and heart perform in every moment

of my artistic strength that my pen or music starts to rehearse.




Dedicated to two fallen angels. Selena Quintanilla-Perez and My Sweet Christina Grimmie

Every night I feel the cold breeze

Being alone, in the quiet, with memories replaying..

An energy that almost downs me to my knees.

Days are filled trying to find another way

In which to be able to finish what I had started

Finding the other hidden heart

To complete this unfinished soul.

I work my creative magic…

The emptiness starts to chew at my imagination

Shards of dread, doubt, and question stab my being like swords

A moment quiet and tragic.

When will these wheels that hold me in the place I’m at

Finally break free from the quicksands of limit and invisibility

Enabling the launch of my message, soul, and ventures

To newer heights of lighted up Electric Visual abilities?

Teach me a new rout that this older ship must sail

the path to a brighter future and calmer waters….

Allow the bonds of circumstance to break and allow this captive soul, freedom.

Before the sands of sorrow drown him on weakened knees that shall falter?

My psychic energies are energized , warm, and strong


Signaling waves of physical feeling, warmth of a beating heart felt, and ****** moves exchanged.


Though miles apart, we are physically and in soul, together.Real.


Our blood flows through our veins and we appear to each other as our bodies sweat and touch is fused and cannot be changed.


The lightening sounds as we make love over waves so real


Sensual rhythms so bold and understandably near


we fuse together.


Real love and the desire for one another satisfied


as the remote seduction pleasurably brings our bodies to wet and desired ******


Forever.


We long for our lives to become just as fused as our psychic bodies..


we know the attraction is here…


we both ****** under a huge yellow moon….


as destiny dictates the night of lust and also deep love


between two people from two far away places


Sweat draws full and near…


Our hearts begin to swoon….


as we celebrate our need and wanting for one another


in pure exotic form..


we are now physically and soulfully an art-form alike no other..


The ritual of the senses is a fire that rages on..


Until we return to our originating soul’s taken up places….


We know we never need to feel alone or deep in separation from our bodies..souls…and love..


For we can fly, at will, remotely to greet one another as our eyes


lock


as we enjoy admiring one another’s beauty and faces.

The leaves turn red another year.

Hunger for someone near

The heart beats sick of the same old routine….Deep Future Fear.

The old routine eats at the soul like acid.

A necessary evil? How to reinvent such?

Your mind fights to come up with the start of the engines…Still placid.

Throwing water on your face..you wash away last night’s dream.

“When will I be loved? When will this lone and quiet disease called ‘loneliness

be vanquished? How does one find the crowd in which to do his creative works with?”

A team instead of a solo soul feeling the aches of Oneness.

Give me the sword and answer to fight the waves of bitter winds that play on like old home videos.

Music is to be heard and shared.

Creativity is best expressed within groups.

I’m not on a desert island? Where are all the Human Beings?

Concern for their own needs is natural. Not too much.

Too much of anything can make one drunk with feeling.

How to stop the cattle from stampeding or bypassing your moments to shine and to share gifts of plenty.

Not just a gift for you..For them.

Maybe after I win this lonely end to my solo days

People will peer into me and see the true bright and giving light.

Instead of being in plain sight, however, oblivious they are. I need to break society’s irresponsible and selfish ways.

The only mend to hurt and sorrow.

Maybe tomorrow, a piece of their time I can borrow.

Together, we can piece the puzzle back together.

Finding out that the most amazing occurrences are best when viewed as a bonded group.

Instead of avoiding the newcomers, making friends, and ending lone ways, forever.

who has grown to know the real me?

Through days that age to night

After the thrill has gone.

Through awkward and trying moments when we become confused and fight.

..

Will you still be the one I see

As I look back in these tired eyes?

Shall I see the one who stuck by this one

through calm and sometimes turbulent skies…

Did we fuse as one to take the good from the bad?

Draw excitement from boredom?

Build a new beginning, together?

When I turn around, again…

Will I see a woman..that makes up almost every part of the other half of me…

Be the one that I run too…

So, in this new found existence and bond..we have learned to be free?

Past doubt and ill faded fashion

Through emotion storms and anger’s lightening…is it me that you always see?

Are you the one that eased my storms

and brought such a turbulent soul back to Earth..

Since, along the whole journey, since we met….

Against all who warned against our united form…

Your love, for me, was like cement. Permanently set..

In vision and also you realized that we were made to be,together.

Forever. Heaven made.

Forever.



You have  never failed to see my high value and my truer  hearts’ loving worth?!

Miracles never leave nor do they fade

Our minds are deceived to want something less than needed…

You had never left my life…for you proved that

my pounding and beautiful heart..

Such, you could never allow

Your loving and beating heart



for anything labeled “bigger and better”

Could your true beating  trade.

Our souls are now fused and are one

Forever

An eternity that will reward us for our faithfulness, in cleansing storms

of reward. It is enjoyable to become even wetter.

I walked a strait line

After a distance - such curved and lead me astray.

Upset at the false meaning of a seemingly “right way”

I decided to make my own way and draw a line

Such won't curve,swerve ,or leave another astray

The map which I’m drawing out as I go

Unfound ventures by many

Over looked by perfectionists

In the distance

See me reach paradise

Since I was unhappy with being lead

by the so called right acting leaders
I decided to become my own leader, instead.

I reached the truth and promise lands

through my own, unselfish, and clear minded tricks

of movement and devise.

After I was knocked out and bloodied in the ring
I arose with all of my remaining strength
I stood my ground and made a final, fatal blow
I then heard the victory Bell Sing.
I might have been down
I never stay "out."
I fight for freedom, individuality, and respect.
I have had many challengers and I have always brought each
one down.
My strength from my heart is legendary.
Until I am a soul drifting from this body
I shall wear my Victor's crown.