Until next time, all will close I sink in my woes
Forever is within reach, every mile drowns an inch
as a soul depletes

The magic disappears I now yearn for your warmth
heaven in your eyes is where my heart resides,  hold me tight
Love helps me progress in this earth
you let my heart rake your world and I fell for you
the same love drags me down
I will hold you down with fragile emotion
if the pressures of the world draws me to you
i'm weak to your presence

You smite my eyes if only my love did hold you
it's foolish beyond measure but heaven promises me you
Till the end of eternity I will hold you close
my love will know the value of your heart as time goes

You're far more magical
Flowers like you are designed to be admired
Keep ascending the world is rooting for a million more years
Live life to the fullest
Happy birthday my Fleur de lis

propel unrealistic ideas
love can destroy, even believers
love is a life sentence
love could be amputated in seconds
thinking about these roses in hindsight
I never saw the beauty, the light was too bright
lost in the waves of my thoughts

each hunch was on life support
every breath taken, sigh of hope
food for thought, each idea was a spiritual loaf

like a cardiac arrest, the departure of the heart
as the body and soul relocates
to a place where the sun wakes up to a fresh start
dawn kisses dusk to caress a weathered heart
the same ideas pierce the flesh to create fine art

art

from irregular patterns, the beauty leaves the gods in awe
and muted the antichrist
the heart now swings like a pendulum
the rhythm is the silent serenade for the deaf
and love to a broken spirit like this weathered heart is wealth

In a sea of people
I am but a tiny ripple
Crippled by my desire to be different
I cannot follow the rest of the current

The sky remains the same
And the sun burns not my name
But of others who have solved life's conundrum
Which is not to live in a humdrum

In order to be complete
I must be unique
But to be such
I must give myself a little nudge
And live my life in the moment
Take adventures for my own enjoyment
Waste no time in a bore
Make life not a chore
Uniqueness is how I decide my life to be

I must be my own ocean
The ripples my life's explosion
Of good and bad
And everything in between

silence is not weakness,
nor are the sounds of acoustic
guitar strings, your smile is
painted with brushes of
sweetness, my heart awakens
to the bird who sings -
each word that you chirp glows in
the morning sun, then washes
away into those yellow lights,
many would anxiously search for those
sweet hymns when the day is done -
but i know each beautiful note sung will
channel the beauty of spring when
it is bright.

- t.m