Sunday, March 29, 2009

Soleil

Je vous aime plus alors le soleil, pour vous ĂȘtes mon soleil.
And if you were to love me.
My life would be complete.
Because,
Je vous aime plus alors le soleil, pour vous ĂȘtes mon soleil.






I thought I should incorporate the language of love known as French into one of my pieces.
The French translates into: I love you more than the sun, for you are my sunshine.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Sleep Walking

The cool tunnel breeze.
In an urban state of being.
As I look out and see the city lights suddenly freezing.
And then not one thing in the world could effect my feeling.
When I finally heard the motors begin their teasing, my mind was slowly easing.
No revving engine or taunt of machine would evade me from this lovely dream.
And it would seem.
That I had finally gone mad.
But you see, and quite truly, love was all I had.
It is all that I still have.
And in that sudden thought of love.
I became, invincible.
No strength like love.
No strength like love.
And then I gazed at the moon.
And no I didn't see the man that is rumored to live there.
But I saw my love, in all her beauty, oh, how fair she was.
So I ran and I stumbled after the moon.
You see she had begun her descent.
And I couldn't catch her, tripped, fell, and I was K.O.
That was it, or so it seemed.
Then suddenly I was jerked awake.
A bright light intruding upon my face.
I awoke to the sun and the echo of horns.
Lying with torn clothes, muddy and rugged,
But only ten feet from her door.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Sunshine

Slowly dieing, time is falling away.
Slowly dieing, more and more each day.
But you know it really doesn't bother me,
All that much.
Because, Even though I'm always dieing.
The sun still keeps on shining.

You see, ever since the day I was born,
It began the slow process of fleshly eradication.
The newly fear of death free mind,
That it took so long for me to find.
And now that I have finally come to grips,
With the fact, that we all eventually die, I now have peace of mind.
And only bliss escapes my expressions and my lips.
Because with no fear there can only be bliss.

You see, we're all

Slowly dieing, time is falling away.
Slowly dieing, more and more each day.
But you know it really doesn't bother us,
All that much.
Because, Even though we're always dieing.
The sun still keeps on shining.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Crystal Blue

Crystal blue eyes,
Clash with this crimson night.
Peace in the wake of this raging storm.
And yet,
Through the murderous waves,
Your smile still gives me,
Peace.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Breeze


And you were like the lines I drew in the sand.
But now your gone and not one thing has gone wrong.

Now feel my watery touch and know that this song is not about you.

'Cause now your gone and this song is, only to remind you, that you were just a breeze.

I'm done crying over you I'm getting off my knees, I'm getting off my knees.


You were my cold breeze, now your flying away, moving the clouds in every which way.

The clouds were just your mark on me and now your breeze has blown them away.


Now feel my watery touch and know that this song is not about you. ' Cause now your gone and this song is, only to remind you, that you were just a breeze.

I'm done crying over you I'm getting off my knees. I'm getting off my knees.


Don't tell me your sob story 'cause I've heared 'em all.

But listen baby you were, my favorite downfall.

My favorite downfall, my favorite downfall.


Now feel my watery touch and know that this song is not about you.

'Cause now your gone and this song is, only to remind you, that you were just a breeze.

I'm done crying over you I'm getting off my knees, I'm getting off my knees.


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