Afternoon Brew

There is a sweet taste on my lips
Like something salty between the teeth
I cannot fathom the sourness of yesterday
But there is a new day coming my way.
Perhaps if I mixed bitterness and all the flavors
Tomorrow would be great
I just hope so, like you and I talking,
Chatting about the bitter brews, sours, saltiness and sweetness
Of everything combined in this encapsulated reality
That moves in motion every second and every heartbeat
That you and I make.

Painted Faces

There are painted faces in this world
That are high in spirits but low at heart
Classifying people in order of their disguise.
Too much for such demise
The world still revolves
Stumbles and falls by lines
That bounds the truths from coming out.
Trying to understand it
Can never be
These markers are made strong
To quench them would be good
Why they exist, irrationality,
Mankind is thought to have otherwise
But then, it has it too.

A Rainy Afternoon

There is drizzling in the afternoon skies
The sprinkles of transluscent liquid
Flows gently from the gases
That covers the sky gray.

There is a hope that somehow
Where you are is warm
With the clear blue skies
Lighted with the bright sunlight.

In the air, may your spirit soar
To heights that seem too hard to reach
And bring you to a lovely state
That will keep a smile on your face.

Good Night Tonight

Close your eyes,
And keep yourself warm,
As the night closes to its darkest .
Rest well as you lay,
Dream if you may.
Soar to heights,
You wish to go,
Send your hopes,
To the highest points of the sky.
Watch the galaxies,
In outer space.
I'll be there to hold your hand,
If you feel scared.
Hold you close,
Till you wake.

Wonder where it is

There is a little corner
Where the roses bloom in snow
Where the sky is bright at night
You wonder where it is
Perhaps you have to close your eyes and see it.
There is a little spot
Where the music is silent but sweet
Where you can hear it between your senses
You wonder where it is
Perhaps you have to keep still and feel it.
Somewhere within you
Is a silent sound
Speaking,
Listen.

See me Some Time

See me some time
When you have time
Let's paint the town blue and red.

See me some time
When you have time
Let's count the blooming roses and smell their fumes.

See me some time
When you have time
Eat the chocolates in my room.

See me some time
When you have time
Like couch potatoes we'll lay around in a loom.

See me some time
When you have time
Watch the new flick on the screen.

See me some time
When you have time
Watch the sun rays shine and set.

See me some time
When you have time
Let's get together play a tune.

A Melancholic Afternoon

Small movements in the melancholic afternoon
Drive the city streets into motion
Sitting by this internet cafe
Thinking of wandering into space and the vacuum
Darkness of the skyline and seas
Ticking my keyboards to a game theme beat
That fires electronic gunshots between the senses
As the murmurs of the next seat to the next
Brings the cool breeze to a stillness
What am I to do in this afternoon of a slow moving day
Like a twister twisting slowly in silence
Bringing me with it
To float
Afloat the clouds on my head
Like cirus and nimbuses combined in a lethargic stance
That freeze my senses into a state of numbness
What could it be, could I be falling into oblivion of
Flu or fever that will put me in bed for a week
What could it be, I wander between the screen
Of the computer in front of me
As it blurs at each blink.

This Night

Tonight is like a solemn symphony,
With a silent melody that plays between the senses,
Keeping time still and the breeze warm.
Warming the cool air that blows into the night.
The whispering stillness of silence reminds me of your eyes,
Filled with passions for life and love.
There is a hint of sweetness between the sides of your lips,
Like sending an unspoken message of care and warmth.
For this I send you my neverending love that I give to you,
Never bounded by time or space.
Good night.

The Brightest Star

May the brightest star of the uncharted constellations,
Shine brightly and light up your sky.
As you wander into the blackness of the night,
I am sending you my hopes to the sky,
That you be safe as the night goes deep into the darkness.
I hope you close your eyes with the lightest feeling of joy,
As you rest and may the breeze keep you warm and safe.
Good night love.

The Poetry of Motion (2003)

The poetry of motion and notions are still
Gentle to nothing that can be held dear
Like a distant sorrow that cannot be touched
But a lonesome soliloqy that has been bound
To be blown to dust by strong willed hands
That will crush it to dust, like grains of sand.

Passions in Silence (2003)

Passions run wild in silence,
Like treacherous blizzards
In a snow storm
Caressing you fully
Into, lightness, like a feather,
You float into the air,
Enveloped by forces
That holds you high.
Gracefully you soar
Above me and float,
As we dance above clouds,
That cushion the pains,
That keeps us apart.

When I look into your Eyes

When I look into your eyes,
I see the blue sky,
Merrily bright with the crimson sunlight.
I stare at your face smiling sweetly,
To a beautiful new day,
Waking up the senses.
I hope that tomorrow I'll see it again,
Filled with happiness and the joy of youth,
Forever traversing with me,
On this wonderful journey and adventure.
Tonight I send you my kisses and caresses,
Into the blackness of the night,
And the cool breeze that surrounds me.
I wish that they reach you,
And keep that smile on your face,
Like a gentle sweet lullaby that lulls me
To a good night's sleep.
Keep my love in your heart,
Because I keep yours in mine.

Good Night Part 3

I sleep into the darkness of the night,
And dream in the dark space all around,
I wish to see you tonight as I close my eyes,
Smiling in front of me and brightly lighting the dark.
Good night.

I'm sending you a kiss through the air,
With the feshness of toothpaste mint and chocolates,
Receive it and catch it,
I hope you like and keep it.
Good night.