austin walk

There aren’t as many great things,
As a walk in the woods,
The comfort I get,
From dry leaves,
Rushing waters,
And breezes that feel…Oh so good,
Sun in ones face,
As it pierces the trees,
Warming my body,
From the rays…7 minutes above,
The stream gently flows,
Like an orchestra of rain drops,
All making their way,
To their end stop,
The things that pass us by,
Day after day,
Our lives filled with noise,
These lives…must find their way,

I

Just writing what’s on mi mind,
Though it ain’t much,
A skinny ass chileno,
Who doesn’t know all that such and such,
Enough to get by,
Enough to get high,
Stopped asking why,
Living till I die,
Got my own thoughts,
Think with my own brain,
Look with my own eyes,
Deal with my own pains,
Keep to myself,
Bother no one,
Peaceful yet loco,
Son of a gun

comfort

While laying on the couch,
Wishing you were here,
You made your way close,
Next and near,
With a gentle embrace,
My heartbeat increased,
Bringing a smile to my face,
And the mind… at peace,
Softly we kissed,
And soon I was gone,
As I held you closer and more loving,
Time was lost,
I missed ‘us’,
And the feelings you create,
The happiness you brought me,
On this unlikely date,
It felt like a dream,
One that finally came true,
God I wish…
I were now…
Right next to you

good times

There have been so many good times,
They severely outweigh the bad,
Sitting out on K’s deck,
With the sun set, breeze, cool air sky,
I think of all the people,
Friends and family and places I’ve been,
Where I’ve taken a split second,
Absorbed, recorded, and taken account in time,
I captured a moment,
Which lasted me this lifetime,
But I don’t hold on to the past,
Let the new take over the old,
Cause there’s more good times to come,
Till there are no good times anymore…

how

How can one miss one,
Whom is just a few feet away,
We kept on passing one another,
Letting our words go unsay,
I get what happened,
And whats going on,
But I cant see it as a positive,
With all this negativity going on,
The days have become a struggle,
The mind is having trouble moving on,
Stuck in one point,
Like a record on one line,
No one really cares,
Or has yet to even say,
Why things must be like this,
We really should be on our way

melting

We caught one anothers eye,
And approached with open arms,
The hearts magnetic pole,
Brought us face to face,
I could see it in your face,
Your hearts loving embrace,
As you reached in for a kiss,
The body flooded with blood,
As my heart began to pound,
My knee’s got weak,
And felt 10ft of the ground,
My body was afloat,
As I melted into your lips,
The warm, loving, gentleness
From your kiss,
The body emptied of air,
As we lose contact,
I can’t help but to gasp,
As I come back to the ground,
A feeling,
Feeling so profound

Passion

It was late one night,
Every star was in sight,
Not a cloud was seen,
The world was serene,
The stage was set,
Within a warm bed,
Where I lay,
With her on my chest,
The softness of her skin,
Her breathe,
Slowing blowing across my chest,
There was a quietness that filled the air,
Lost in the moment,
It wasn’t physical,
But the hearts were communicating,
The mind… was finally quite,
And the spirits comforted one another,
I understood love,
Because the mind,
Let the heart live

Moonlight

As we laid in bed,
She wanted some fresh air,
She pulled down the covers ,
Stood up with her back turned to me,
And walked to the sliding glass door which lead outside,
As she opened the blinds the moonlight shined in,
Creating a shadow of her body on the carpet behind her,
I readjusted myself to admire her,
A cool breeze of air entered the room
As she opened the door,
I took a deep breath,
I caught her scent lingering within the air molecules,
Which flowed in like a quite river,
With the gentle breeze,
Her body shined in the full-moons light,
As I watched her body react to the cool air surrounding her,
Her nipples hardened,
Her hair lazily flowed around her neck,
She didn’t know I was watching her,
Till she turned to see me,
Face down,
Eyes up,
I couldn’t love her more at that moment,
The curves of her body were intoxicating,
And my heart began to race,
I was taken away by her beauty,
And that amazing smile on her face,
I wanted to feel her cool skin against my own,
But laying there ,
Simply watching her,
Was an amazing feeling,
Which was once before unknown,

Labels

First I was a good kid,
Then I began to get in trouble,
I didn’t take shit from no one,
And I was labeled a troublemaker,
As the years passed on I wore the label proud,
Spend much time in detention,
And so time suspended,
Then I carried a joint under my nose,
And I was labeled a pot head,
Two years of that,
Then it all ended at once,
And I was labeled a felon,
Which I still carry today,
Most label me as easy going,
Others as a joker,
Some call me slim,
And others nothing at all,
I’ve been called:
Flaco, Fido, Odie, Junior, boney butt beach chair breaker,
A hippie, scum, punk, bastard, Tio, cousin, asshole, fucker
Son, brother, helper, lazy, crazy, racist, Mexican, dick
Horny, wise, amazing, god, and dumb
With all these labels
Which could possibly be the right one?

the pull

It took me many years,
29+ to be exact,
To pull my head out my ass,
And finally see the light,
I cant understand
Why I was how I was
Or did the things I did
But I guess that’s what it took
To pull my head out my ass,
Many sleepless night,
Many headaches,
Few, but far too painful heartaches,
The loss of loved one’s
The birth of new one’s
Is what it took,
To pull my head out my ass,
There were ups and downs,
And left and rights,
Pointless arguments,
That ended up in fights,
But that’s just what it took
To pull my head out my ass

Discrimination

Has experience made us more discriminate?
On a daily basis are we more cautious about others than we think?
Are we afraid to love after being left broken hearted?
Why is that?
This person is not that person,
Yet we judge them as so,
When in a situation we refer to the past,
What we did,
How we did it,
Why we did it,
And what we learned from it,
Yet in life we find ourselves in this vicious cycle,
Only doing it to ourselves time and time again,
Today is not yesterday,
Nor will tomorrow be today,
Why can’t we live ‘now’
Without judgment,
Pointing fingerins
And ‘expecting’ something to happen because it has happened in the past,
They say history repeats itself,
But it is ‘us’ that continues to repeat it

Unsure

I don’t know why I am the way I am,
Don’t know why I speak the way I do,
Don’t know why I love the things I do,
Not sure if this is going to make sense to you,
Throughout my life,
I’ve been told to do this and that,
Not to do so and so,
And try to be such and such,
If I am me
And you are you
How you can tell me who, when, how I should be,
The one’s who accept us for who we are,
The ones proud to call us: family, friends, lovers
Are the ones who want us
To be the best us we know how to be
Are the ones not telling us who, what, when
To be something we are not,
Are the ones I love most.
Are the ones that mean the most,
Are the ones that are hardest to find
And carry the most weight in my heart

Competition

A fight to the finish,
We compete for the gold,
It bring out the best in some,
And brings out the worst, ten fold,
We fight to the death,
While others give up,
Are we really winners?
At others expense,
Tis better to fail at trying
Then not have tried at all,
But when given the chance to see what you’ve got,
Never, never… say no

10/13/09 @ 9.54pm

lost love

It’s been a long time,
Since I’ve been with my love,
A two wheeled machine
Leather jacket & gloves,
I didn’t go far,
But the feeling is still there,
As I circled the block,
I didn’t have a care,
The memories rushed back,
It made me not want to stop,
Of all the rides I’ve taken,
This short one meant a lot,
I miss my love,
This moto machine,
Always puts a smile on my face,
The purest… I’ve ever seen

10/13/09 @ 9.48pm

B

At one forth my age,
And half my height,
This one little girl,
Became the love of my life,
She changed the unchangeable,
And showed me another path,
A life of unselfishness,
A love that will forever last,
She never asked for a thing,
So I gave her my all,
Bringing out the best in me,
All and all

10/13/09 @ 9.44pm

Kama Sutra

Kama sutra,
The art of sex,
If you’ve never heard of it,
You should give it a check,
There are over 60 positions,
Of all which work well,
But it takes time and practice,
In the end it pays off,
Work with your lover,
Husband, wife or fuck buddy,
Its an attack from all angles,
To penetrate different spots,
Do it well,
Do it right,
Do it,
Till it’s real HOT!

10/03/09 @ 6.51pm

Kats

I see them everywhere,
These kats that pass me by,
Some look n some smile,
Few say ‘hello’,
Some act shy,
They come in all shapes and sizes,
Colors and attitudes alike,
Some I wish to know,
Others to never speak to,
What goes through their minds,
On a daily basis,
Thinking about something important,
Or things to fill their empty spaces,
I can sit and watch them pass by for hours,
Appreciating each and everyone,
Some in dresses,
Some in jeans,
Others…in I don’t know what the fuck!
But I love the women of this world,
No matter how big or small,
These kats that roam the earth,
And those stuck in malls

10/03/09 @ 4.13pm

Wild Card

The one least expected,
The one always over looked,
The one which will never let you down,
This wild card from life’s deck,
I approach life from a different angle,
And most don’t know why,
I’ve learn through experiences,
And asking people why,
I’ve trained my mind,
And working on the body,
To take life as it comes,
And enjoy each and every moment,
The pains will come,
As will the joy,
I’ll never be a man,
Always a grown up boy,
I can rebuild your engine,
And build you a house,
Cook you a dinner,
And even catch a mouse,
Fine on my own,
But happier with you,
You have this wild card,
Now win the game,
With the cards,
That were dealt to you

10/03/09 @ 3.57pm

The Ride

It was 4am sunday,
The sun had yet to rise,
I woke up early
Just for this ride,
Leathered up,
From neck to toe,
Timberland boots,
Arai helmets a go,
The air was cool and crisp,
As I fired up my bike,
The exhaust filled the quietness,
Woke up the neighbors from rest,
I double checked it over,
Kneeled down and prayed,
For this was the ride I looked forward to,
For many many days,
The engine was warm
I closed the choke,
Mounted my moto,
And off I go,
I felt so alive,
Every shift right on point,
No one on the street
But this maniac moto boy,
A passed 2 cops,
When I was going slow,
Once I saw the openings
I let the bike just… GO,
My heart was racing,
With each and every turn,
Tires were warm and ready,
As the fuel continued to burn,
I could feel every bump,
And road surface change,
This feeling that overwhelmed me
Things would never be the same
I got back home
An hour and a half later,
100+ miles passed,
two tanks later,
I layed back in bed
Just happy I made it

2005

Y

A meal at the Y,
My favorite place to eat
Where the legs join the hips
Its all you can eat
I like my dish uncovered
And others not,
I can eat it whenever…where ever
Ready or not,
Some are sweet
And some are sour,
When I’m hungry,
I will devour,
They never complain,
When I eat all I can
Sometimes I stop,
And lend a helping hand,
But I always enjoy
This tasteful treat,
Day or night
Week after week.

10/03/09 @ 3.25pm

Skol

We spend our youth in class,
Reading our text books,
To get an education,
Too not become crooks,
We stay up late at night,
Cramming the brain with info,
To take a test ,
To pass or fail,
So we can move on to the next,
In the end,
You learn or you don’t,
You move in a direction,
Which you think coincides with your wants,
But look ahead in life,
Cause looking back is far worse,
When you feel like you’ve wasted your time,
Working live a slave for a dime

10/03/09 @ 2.54pm

The Box

We live in a box,
Which was instilled in us when young,
A ‘friend’ is suppose to do this,
An enemy ‘this’,
But when we were young,
It was about having fun with others,
We didn’t have expectations,
Or labeled our friends this and that,
We made the best of times,
And cried when hurt by others,
Don’t enclose people,
And keep them in a ‘box’
Let them be free to be whatever,
A friend, lover, enemy, or not

10/03/09 @ 2.52pm

Miss you

Each day that passes,
I miss you more and more,
Wishing somehow magically,
You’d walk through my door,
Or wake up,
From a deep sleep,
With you next to me,
Tucked in between these sheets,

10/02/09 @ 11.56pm

Blink of an eye

In the blink of an eye
My mind records the world
The now is the past
Life seems so fast
My hidden thoughts
Safely tucked away
Aware of nothing
So all can be absorbed
Another day in my life
Another day in this world

10/02/09 @ 11.51pm

Lies

You tell me you love me
You say you never lie,
But when I look into your eyes,
I see no truth inside,
You speak of our future
But your with someone else
The truth is yet been spoken,
And I see nothing else

10/02/09 @ 11.49pm

Rain

As I listen to the rain
I can hear every drop
I hear it hit the deck
Leaves and even the rocks
The spaces in between
And the sound each shaped raindrop creates,
As it races to the earth,
Soaking into the soil,
Deep into the plants roots,
To bring life to all,
With each and every raindrop which may fall
What an amazing feeling
One which should be felt by all

10/02/09 @ 11.47pm

Red Book

These are words from a book that forever changed my life...it was in my dad's basement and stared at me every time i passed it by. I guess it was telling me to pick it up and read it...glad i did

'Creative meditation and Multi-dimensional consciousness'

-We are blind to reality because we have become so accustomed to our surroundings and to ourselves. Once we break the fetters of habit by the power of a paradoxical situation, or by a flash of intuition, everything beomes a revelation and everyday life turns into a wonder.
-The meaning of life – like the meaning of a journey – lies not in the arrival at a certain place but in the progress toward it; in the movement itself and in the gradual unfoldment of events, conditions, and experiences.
-To know everything is eaual to knowing nothing.
-‘sea slips into the shining drop’ : the drop is qualitatively not different from the sea. All the oceans that cover the earth, as seen from the distance of the sun, are not more than a drop in the immensity of space; and a drop, as seen from the standpoint of a microorganism contained in it, is as vast as an ocean.
-Instead of contemplating a past that we cannot change, and upon which we cannot have the slightest influence, meditation serves to sow the seeds of final liberation and to build now bodies of future perfection in the image of our highest ideals.
-Novalis once said that the outer world is nothing but the inner world in a state of mystery.
-we may break a piece of magnetized steel as often as we like, we shall never be able to separate the positive from the negative pole; each fragment will always have both.
-Inspiration is the spontaneous movement from the lesser to the greater, from the lower to the higher. It contains no elements of force or violence.

Just another day

Fuckin, Shit and Cono!
Shits hit the fan,
Another re-run of 99’,
To test this skinny man,
Blues ain’t no joke,
Bills ain’t no better,
Wishin I was high,
To fly over this stormy weather,
But my feets is on the ground,
Hopin things’ll get better,
Keepin my head up!
Ridin my moto… in full leathers…

05/10/06

Many

Many have spoken ,
Many haven’t been heard,
Many have shown,
Many saw a blur,
Some see the light,
While others view dark,
Some are ready to sacrifice,
Many, nothing at all,
I’ve seen’em insane,
N some with no brain,
I held new life,
N I’ve mourned the dead,
I had real,
But it was a fake,
The chance I took for love,
Was it a mistake?

09/28/09 @ 8.23pm

Broken Hearted Bluez (song)

I once had a woman,
Fine as she could be,
Told me that she loved me,
Yeah…you’ve heard the story,
She feed me all this bull,
Told me this and that,
Talked about forever,
Every time we chit chat,
Then the picture became clear,
And she proved it was all a lie,
Talkin bout loven me,
Till the day she died,
Shes still alive,
Lovin another man,
Damm that blasted women,
Blasted women from hell,
So here I play these blues,
Completely broken hearted,
Mentally lost,
Emotionally crushed,
Blues hurt so bad,
But I’m just getting started!

-Written some time in 2000

Puddle

The puddle of tears,
Which came from my heart,
Could flood this earth,
I kid you not,
I’m nothing special,
And have feelings like all,
I hurt when caused pain,
But I hide it from all,
I begin to stutter,
And my hands shake,
Overwhelmed by emotions,
Every time my heart aches

09/27/09 @ 1.36pm

Open

The flood gates have opened,
My mind is set free
To show you who I really am
Sets my mind at ease,
Think what you will,
As this is just me,
the me I’m no longer
afraid to be...

09/27/09 @ 1.17pm

The 'G' Spot

Many have searched,
for this holy grail,
this spot on a woman,
a spot which never fails,
the look on her face,
as you simulate the spot,
if you ask her to stop,
she will yell ‘NO!’
the feelings rush up her spine,
as it tingles all over,
she pants and moans,
as her eyes roll over,
her hips move around,
and her back arches with joy,
I can feel her insides tighen,
All because of this Chilean boy,
Keeping in rythum,
She lends a helping hand,
Which puts her over the edge,
She feels it cumming…damm,
I beg her not to hold back,
To let it all out,
She struggles to catch her breathe,
As she screams out,
‘oh god, oh god’
Is all I hear,
As the feeling overwhelms her,
And the end is now here,
I slow down the pace,
And look at her face,
She dazed and confused,
As I savor her taste,
Her heartbeat slows,
And I kiss her soft and sweet,
Happy I could please her,
With this orgasmic G-spot treat

09/26/09 @ 11.59am

A Pet

Many winters ago,
An ex had a cat named stumpy,
He was white and affectionate,
I feel in love with this furry creature,
Over a three year span,
I grew found of his love,
Till one day he passed out,
To the vet we rushed off,
As I held him in my arms,
And felt his heartbeat slow,
I knew he was leaving us,
To a place I wasn’t to go,
As I held his lifeless body,
And saw flashbacks of his love,
Owning another pet haunted me,
Till another white cat named Kane came along,
We found him at a shelter,
He was a few days from being put down,
A carbon copy of Stumpy,
That old feeling was once again found,
The first night we had him,
He meowed non-stop,
We saved his life,
And today I miss him so much,

09/26/09 @ 2.34am

Addiction

What is an addiction?
And are all addictions bad?
Does it have to be external?
Or is it all internal?
Are we addicted to a ‘thing’,
Or just the frame of mind,
Addicted to its feeling,
Searching for the origin,
Each and everything,
Some cost us our lives,
And others lose their wives,
Some will lose it all,
And some nothing at all,
Why do we become addicted,
Is it something we all share,
Or is it something that consumes us,
And we never notice or even care?

09/26/09 @ 2.21am

Escape

I once had an escape,
With the nickname MJ,
She was green and stinky,
And made me feel great,
It created a frame of mind,
Where I could block out hard times,
And I found myself coming back to her,
Each and every time,
It didn’t take long,
Before I went to far,
Found myself stoned and in trouble,
Living a life behind bars,
Can I blame the drugs
When it was me all along,
Trying to escape my problems,
Until I couldn’t escape at all

09/26/09 @ 2.17am

Friends

Many have come,
But a handful stuck around,
These people I call friends,
Are friends to the very end,
When I was down,
And couldn’t get lower,
A friends was there to listen,
And give their insight,
But friends are rare,
At least in my life,
A friend should not judge the real you,
But stay real and true,
Tell you when your wrong,
Praise you when your right,
Bring you a cup of tea when sick,
And watch movies with you all night,
Can look through all the bullshit,
And see the real you,
I miss my friends,
Day after day, through and through

09/26/09 @ 2.11am

Deserving

Does anyone deserve anything?
Or is it just how things turn out?
Does a life time of right lead to happiness?
Or suffering, pain and gout,
If the wrong doer’s never change,
Do they deserve to have wrong done to them,
Or do they get by with a free pass,
While hurting everyone who thought they were friends,
Can we live a certain way,
Where we should ‘deserve’ the right,
To have our dreams fulfilled,
Every day and night,
Some ‘wrong’ never gets punished,
And live the life of dreams,
While the ‘right’s’ do what they feel they should,
and their efforts are never seen,
so what do you deserve,
if you deserve anything at all,
who chooses what you deserve,
when you give it your all?

09/26/09 @ 1.59am

Lost

As the days pass,
And I go here and there,
I find myself doing circles,
And getting absolutely nowhere,
Should I have made a left,
Or was it a right,
My life didn’t come with a GPS unit,
Or is it my sight,
I can see where I want to be,
And move the chess pieces as such,
But the board keeps changing,
And I lose pieces,
No one has directions,
So I parked and finished my reese’s pieces,

09/26/09 @ 1.51pm

Effort

Why do I even bother?
Or even give things a try,
Every time I make the effort,
I get beaten down and part of me dies,
How can I carry a smile,
And my heart carry the pain,
Like a looney with no straight jacket,
Life seems more and more insane,
Do I just not get it,
Am I all alone,
With a different mind set,
These thoughts I share alone,
These efforts have made me,
Who I am today,
But these same efforts,
Continue to cause me pain…

09/26/09 @ 1.42pm

Encounter

Its something I always dreamed of,
Something the heart always needed,
An encounter of romance,
One which would last for hours,
I couldn’t help but smile,
And feel so alive,
The setup was flawless,
The ambience…unreal,
Dressed like a goddess,
One in high heels,
Each minute that passed,
Was frozen in time,
Intoxicated by you,
And I wanted more of it in my glass,
The music was soft,
And candles lit the room,
The feeling was amazing,
Could this be all true?
As the night passed on,
And we worked up a sweat,
I enjoyed your unique taste,
Where it was moist and wet,
We gave it our all,
And both screamed out loud,
Once it was all over,
Into each other’s arms,
We did fall…

09/25/09 @ 8.52pm

Truth

Why does the truth hurt,
Or does it hurt at all,
Do we create the pain ourselves,
To offset what is ‘true’,
The truth can be accepted,
And then we can move on,
Or we can let it linger,
And fight it with of all,
If the truth is the truth,
And is not a lie,
Why do we create a lie,
Inside of minds,
When truth itself,
Is what we shall find

09/25/09 @ 8.31pm

Religion

Branded a catholic
Yet I believe in them all
Some writings are lost
Others tagged on walls
The truth is just that
Nothing more nor less
Man distorts this truth
Making his ‘words’ into facts
I have my own beliefs
And have my own thoughts
I believe in something
It is the unknown ‘God’

9/23/09 @ 8.10pm

Fear

Don’t fear the unknown,
Fear the known,
There is a good chance its wrong!
So be prepared…

9/23/09 @ 8.03pm

Choice

the flip of a coin
the drop of a hat,
sometimes we do things,
we simply cant take back,
we make our choices,
with the info we have on hand,
the mind distorts what we see,
looking for the answers to let us be,
but what gets done,
cannot be undone,
so take time when you choose,
cause you just never know son.

9/23/09 @ 3.30

Gift

The gift of a lifetime,
One which cannot be seen,
You raised the bar,
And brought out the best in me,
You showed me the truth,
In a way unlike before,
You unlocked something inside me,
And opened a welded-shut door,
I’m grateful for everything,
Even if it left me with a broken heart,
To this I thank you Burberry,
Forever I carry you in my heart

9/23/09 @ 11.10am (Chicago Airport)

A Flower

While being told that things will never be the same,
I glanced at a flower to find the beauty of it all,
This flower represented us,
We were one way on the inside,
And another on the out,
And under these conditions,
This flower has bloomed,
Opening up and exposing its beauty,
After eons of going from seed,
To stems with roots,
Sprouting flowers and opening up to bloom,
This flower found its way into a living room,
A random chance?
Or was it meant to be,
This flower so beautiful,
That brought a smile out from me

9/23/09 11.02am (Chicago airport)

Thoughts

Deep down inside,
In a place unknown,
Thoughts brew through experience,
Most are never told,
We fear the judgment of others,
Of the true us,
A life without lies,
This life is a must,
Internally we are equal ,
But many are make believe,
But the feelings I have,
Are feelings of real,
I’m not afraid to be me,
Or express myself openly

9/23/09 @ 10.50am (Chicago Airport)

Friction

Is it by chance,
Or is it by choice,
To slip inside of you,
Where its welcoming, warm and moist,
A soft and gentle moan,
A sweet and tender kiss,
Feeling you so close to me,
My heart feels bliss,
As the tempo varies,
And we begin to heat up,
The friction becomes pleasure,
With each and every thrust,
You start to gasp for air,
As you began to spasm,
Arching your back,
Bringing you to orgasm,
You give out a scream,
As your muscles contract,
Then its all over,
The heartbeat slows,
You turn to me lovingly
And kiss me on the nose,
As I wrap my arms around you,
I hold you very close

8/11/09 @ 6.53pm

Guard

How can a smile,
Brighten my day,
A photo of you,
Make me feel a certain way,
The thoughts are not created,
Nor asked for nor wanted,
What happens to me,
Goes far beyond that,
It’s warm and unknown,
And frightful at times,
But I have put down my guard,
For love this time

8/10/09 @ 10.15

Distance

The distance between us,
Is of time and space,
A measure of something,
Which cannot be erased,
Regardless the distance,
Height, depth or near,
Thoughts of you comfort my heart,
A feeling I hold dear,
I do not repress,
And feel free to express,
I do not always enclose,
What I sense,
Because that would create a limit,
Of what I feel for you…

8/10/09 @ 10.11pm

Life

Sometimes in life,
When we feel blue,
We return to a mind set,
When feelings were new,
The times we smiled,
And laughed out loud,
Without a care in the world,
And our heads were up proud,
But without good,
There can be no bad,
Smile my friends,
Cause today we woke up,
Can life really,
Really be that bad?

8/7/09 @ 10.02pm

Dreaming About You

I’m dreaming of a place
Somewhere far far away
Where the mood is just right
Where the stars are bright
Laying in a knapsack
Just you and me
On top of a mountain
With a gentle breeze
As snow gently falls
We feel as one
Making love into the night
Giving it our all

8/7/09 @ 9.57am

A Word

A word is a word,
Some of which can be absurd,
Many come from the mind,
Yet few from the heart,
A word can change everything,
But it is ones choice to react to change,
Words can bring you up,
While others throw you down,
Some words are meaningless,
Others can be bottomless,
It is what it represents,
It was what one is willing to invest,
It’s a chance we take,
One which can make or break,
So choose your words wisely,
And say it from the heart,
But in the end,
Is word is but a word?

Feelings

At the moment of impact,
How does it feel,
Is it something our minds create,
Or do we just ‘feel’,
Do we waste our time,
Trying to encase,
These feelings that we feel,
Or do we suppress,
So the mind does not feel,
Feelings don’t come from the mind,
But the mind tries to make sense,
Cause the mind fears the unknown,
But the heart gives it a home,
When the feeling returns,
The mind attacks it with the past,
Trying to make sense of why,
And what happened last,
Feeling is the now,
So feel it with your all,
Cause without feeling,
You will live numb,
And the heart…
will go dull.