Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Absolute

Everything has always been
Black or white
Never gray
Right or wrong
Never doubt
Until I meet you
There was no in between

It was either
Hot or cold
Never warm
Left or right
Never straight
Until there was you

Always a
Yes or no
Never maybe so
Beginning or end
Never infinity or beyond
Day or night
Never dawn
But with you I found
Anything is possible
There is no absolute

The Compassionate Lion

A hunter in the wild
No rules
No consequences
Roaming and seeking its prey
No fear
No competitor
Devouring and taking at will
The king
The master

Suddenly stumbling upon something
So captivating
So beautiful
So unknown
Silently waiting to finds it's weakness
and in his paws make it his own

But being to beautiful to bear
to devastating to kill
He decided to let it go
Become the hunted
Feel the fear
Take the orders
Lose to power
Be the weak
Die as the prey
Go against nature
Be the Compassionate Lion

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Better than Nothing...

In my dreams with you and me.
It is only you who I'm aware and see.
You'll be waiting in your white sundress,
and together we make our promise.
For the beach and the wind to witness;
And see the fruits of our Love's endeavor.
Because you'll have a piece of my heart and love...
from now until forever!
So we'll always have our dreams!
And we'll always have our memories!
Because no one is the bad guy.
So please...please, don't cry.
We both knew eventually it had to be said...
Something is better than nothing instead.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Love "Quotes" from Le Morte de Arthur

"God defend me," said Dinadan, "for the joy of love is too short, and the sorrow and what cometh thereof endureth overlong."

"...for he is the man in the world the which I first loved, and truly he shall be the las man that ever after I shall love...I might not withstand the fervent love wherefore I have my death." (Fair Maid of Astolot)

"I love not to constrained to love; for love must arise of the heart, and not by no constraint." (Sir Launcelot)

"Love is free in himself, and never will be bounden; for where he is bounden he looseth himself." (King Arthur)

"I promised her at that day ever to be her knight in right or in wrong." (Sir Launcelot)

Thursday, April 2, 2009

When you arrive...

The darkness covered the night
and one can only listen to
the waves crashing against the rocks
and the sound of the ocean brushing against the sand.
A breeze came in slowly and fresh
while she awaited inside the temple...
Not being able to sleep,
and not wanting to sleep to enjoy the night.
Waiting for the sound of her love to arrive.
She closed her eyes to imagine him,
to dream of him.
And in the distance one could hear,
the foot steps, the breathing, the armour
against his body as he came closer.
The sounds penetrated the room,
until it reached her.
With her eyes shut,
her mouth made a smile.
She could feel him, he was real.
The wind caressed her hair
delicately touching her face,
causing a pleasant sensation.
She let her head fall on his strong hands.
And with a kiss on the forehead,
she could feel the heat inside him.
Like a ray of sun entering through
the window as the sunrises.
Saying, "Good morning my love, I'm here!"

Speak in My Mouth

Your voice
soft and seductive
has me breathless and wishing.
Each letter, each word, and every pause
has me suspended.
Don't stop.
Don't stop talking.
Tell me everything,
tell me until the end.
My lips get dry and begin to shake
and without knowing what to say
or what to do.
Wishing you would speak to me.
Speak in my mouth.
Place your words on
my tounge.

Thief

Without knowing the day or the hour
you came in through the back door
not making any noise
not leaving a trace
you were inside
a place new to you
the unknown
but you quickly figured it out
you became like the air
and the wind blew
inviting the moon and the stars
to come inside
and while looking at your face
your eyes made everything halt for a minute
no breaths
no thoughts
lost in the clouds
floating
still dreaming
your eyes like the ocean
deep
tempting me
inviting me to join you
and the sand between my toes
soft and warm from the sun
my feet touched the water
and I stood there
contemplating all the beauty

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Walk on by...

A hot summer day
A soft breeze
come close
and take a look
Beautiful and playful
just as you left it
waiting for you to arrive
to brighten the day
and just to be near
what pleasure
what simplicity
just to see you
just to be near you
a glance
a hello
and walk on by

Wind

Come in through my window
Fresh and strong
Come in with the moon and the stars
In my dreams
Caress my skin softly
in the night
Come in and rest
For a moment by my side
Wake me up
So I could touch you
and feel your freshness against my skin

Stay with me
Stop your path
Rest in my hands
Let me hold you
So I could close my window
and never let you out

Take My Hand

Take my hand
take me with you
to the place of no return
to the place of no regrets
to the place of dreams
the place unknown
and promise me
you will never let go

The Ocean and The Sun

Rest...
I hold your reflection and keep your heat
trying to reach you
but fail
the chains, the laws tie me down
in the eternal slavery
to only touch your "shadow"
your "foot prints"
but smile, smile for me
because I'm content only looking at you
all day long
from beginning to end
resting on my back
waiting for the day
you fall into my arms and
you won't be able to take it anymore
and only shine for me!

Rise...
Always looking at you from here
Jealous of the sand that touches your skin
I wish I could touch you
so I could burn you,
and force you to come near
your beautiful deep and blue eyes
follow my path until the moon comes
and we say good-bye
If time stood still,
I would make you come
and only you
would refresh me!

Where I Belong

I don't belong here
I don't belong there
I belong next to where you stand
Near where you rest your head
Next to you
Is where I belong
Where my heart is
I must go
And my heart is with you
So if you walk
to the left or
you turn to the right
I'll be there with you
because
with you
is where I belong

Dream me...

At night
with the moon and the stars
escape with the wind
and let the breeze caress your face
open your eyes to the night
and dream me
with the memories
stored and the moments remembered
take them in your arms
take me by the hand
and disappear in the night
with the wind, the stars, the moon
close you eyes in the night
and dream me
in a moment that replays
in a moment that never took place
take me in your arms
and dream me...

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Innocence

sitting in silence
among the waves
so pure
so uncorrupt
floating in dreams
a man spoke
about life
about death
about reality
about truth
and the silence vanished
the waves continued
"when did I stop dreaming?"
"why did I stop?"
losing the purity
becoming corrupt
sorrounded by responsibilities
invisible rules
visible wars
"where did life go?"
with the death of innocence
-I thought.

Open Window

Come in.
Come in
with the breeze
Come in
with the moon.
Come in
by my side.
Be my night.
Be my day.
Come in
my window
and stay.
I'll let my hair down.
I'll caress your head.
For you
I leave the
window open.