Well, I've got a casket of magic

I don't need anymore

so I take a light and I match it.
Come back; and let's watch all this racket.

Let go, cause together, we have it.

No matter what they do,

I'm conscious love will outlast them;

It's tragic but laughing
it's ending but lasting
who hasn't figured out?:
it's just how life happens.

No one can play with your emotions
until they're the ones hosting them.

*Next objective -
take pictures with colorful balloons
on a really nice day =)

I love you,
and I love all people
who have definition to their character;
people who respect every inch of their living matter.

I wonder how much ground we could cover
if we ever had just one hour.
Mother Earth will embrace,
she'll run and skip and race
you,
if you just quit trying to concur
her.
Don't try and name her to do your labor;
*YOU ARE THE ONE who owes HER a favor.*

The fireflies delight our sight
but you're what truly illuminates
my night.
Every evening translates
into a masterpiece of light.

You're the world's four-leaf clover;
altruistically handing out hope
and letting your love spill over.

what's wrong with blogger's spacing!?

I don't rely on memory

to contain me;

I know NO ONE EVER leaves

and becomes just a part of history.

I see them in me

and so my SELF is never a mystery.

Forever permeates in the way you choose to see.

Poetry is naturally in me

but has been flowing like a waterfall,

out of the pure beauty of "we",

since the moment we came to be...

"Ocean eyes..."

"I became the ocean that night and you drowned in me. ;)"

"I never struggled for air baby, I grew gills and enjoyed the water."

"I want life to give me you all day.
Come back to me."

"I love you, that's all there is to it."

"You're basically my coolest broad."

"I love you, Nancy."

"Taurino, I love you so much that

those three words don't even do justice

to how I really feel for you inside."

"Yet, every action that you take

is a perfect expression."

"I love the fact you exist."

"I'm in love with what exists as a result

of us being so crazy about each other."

"If it wasn't for you

none of this would've happened."

"If it wasn't for you I would've

had nothing worth chasing =)."

"We are too sexy."

"We got swagger baby."

" "Look, you are nervous or why else are you tapping your foot?"

"I am not! Why's your foot tapping then?"

"Cause I got rhythm, baby,

I NEVER stop dancing ENTIRELY." "

"Romance is one hell of an experience."

"Glad it's YOU who

I'm taking this trip with =D."

"We are good at it."

" "Even after all these years, the sun never says to the earth,

"You owe me."

Look at what happens with a love like that,

it lights up the whole sky." "

"I want you all to myself."

"I'm down with you."

"Still love me? =P"

"Everything about you."

"I like your style."

"I wanna make love to you in a rainstorm

real, real bad."

"I sure would like it if a little certain someone

would be waiting for me to get out of work today."

"Baby, you've been gone far too long."

" "In a controversy, the instant we feel anger

we have already ceased striving for the truth,

and have begun striving for ourselves." "

"I love you, you keep me level-headed

even when we disagree."

"To be angry is to revenge the fault of others onto ourselves."

"Holding on to anger

is like grasping a hot coal

with the intent of throwing it

at someone else;

you are the only one who gets burned."

"You don't get punished for your anger,

you get punished by your anger."

"He who experiences unity of life

sees his own self in all beings,

and all beings in his own self,

and looks on everything with an impartial eye."

"Pretty, Gorgeous."

"You're my girl, pretty."

"Keep your face

to the sun

and

you will never

see the shadows."

Chaotic, hypnotic
You only start living life
the second you start to want it;
be honest and honor it.

Stop being silent,
submit to your senses
and begin a mental cleansing.

To be free is to live in the midst of ego
with control over the lengths it will go.

Listen to nature's vibration;
such a constant, universal collaboration.
We all create one visual representation:
to love or to hate;
can we find our connection
or are we doomed to live in damnation?


*This is the beginning of a poem for a picture by Brink Jones.

This life you can't caress
when you throw love into the abyss.
So tell me,
what do you miss?
what do you miss.

two fake souls,
drown in your non-existence,
m.e.a.n.i.n.g.l.e.s.s
until the day
you hate all this,
paint drugs upon your face
and pretend that you actually belong some place.