every morning i wake up
aching

eyes closed
i count out my fingers
and toes

still there when i open
my eyes i know

it is you
that is missing

Inject my veins with love and warm summer heat. Whisper to me something sweet. Your love is sweeter than any sugar beet. Undress my soul with those shimmering eyes. Mend my every broken bone like a doctor in disguise. Stitch up my wounds for they are still fresh do me a favor and caress my flesh. Darling you are made of a collection of beautiful atoms. Don't believe them when they say you look like scary phantoms. I'll shut my eyes and see you as I drift in distant sleep. Stay with me tonight so I don't weep. Promise you'll scare the dark shadows away and don't let them creep on my bedroom walls. I'll hold on to these moments in between for an eternity as I hear you whisper to my heart this is the beginning of a beautiful serenity ~

when all is empty nothing left
it becomes a time of trust;
be thankful for the quiet time
all will be revealed when ready

I love meeting with my childhood friends
because in their eyes I could see
the reflection of the child I once was
I could find the little spark I once had
And I lost it through the stormy times

And childhood friends, they are the best dream keepers

When I meet with them I see the dreams I then had
And I feel so happy to have entrusted them with this task
Because child’s dreams should never be lost

And we adults, we are constantly losing dreams
together with our keys, our phones,
our passwords and our identity

I love meeting with my childhood friends
They bring me back on my feet with just a smile
It seems as though they know
some secret passage to my happy face

And it’s not easy to have this task
Because we constantly change
Every year, every month, every week,
Every day, every hour, every minute
Every second and every moment
But childhood friends, they know best
how to keep your dreams safe
They know when to give your spark back

Dreams can change, they evolve, but the spark
for letting your dreams lead your life
She is safe in your friends eyes
And the moment you need her she just appears
Right there across the table while drinking a coffee

And the spark is all you need to follow a dream
Because dreams, they should never be lost

Dandelions stand tall
   above the grass.
Inviting, daring. Brave.
    I have the energy
but not the heart
    to mow them down.
The grass rejoices.
   My conscience frowns.
My dog sleeps on.

r ~ 7/6/14