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Friday, April 8, 2011

before day three

    1. off guard day..
      stand up..
      alert.
      to walk away..
    2. strait .. and to the right of way underestimate time.. how long is it..between here.. and there..
    3. check on his sweetness.
      over his head ..
    4. with room for him to hide,
      and peek too.
      moving back with steps of a short stride..
      with noise inside..your head ... ....
      but you do get back.

      stirring thoughts ..
      little hairs springing back and forth..
      creating melodies..
      divinely flavored songs..

      immersed into powdered dry emotion..
      gleaming in the sun light..
      shadows across the le'figure .
    5. three days have been in mind..
      will the trip be done or waiting just in time.
      call me ...
      call me again please..
      I want to hear it again.
      as if I did not understand..
    6. we have two..
      only two... after that I will go alone.
      with my divinely covered songs..
      melodies so hard. so strong..
      dissipating thought from your will arranging the steeping stone on the hill.
    7. .......a hill........

Thursday, April 7, 2011

entonces

  • lovely rhythm... ..
    in a hue of blessed roses.
    bodies as beautiful as the fragrance of your ...touch ..
    ..........entonces ..
    again with my eyes open to the symphony of lust..
    the distance of the universe :::::
    ..........find me..
    find a way to see me..
    reach to that vine...
    the tail of that swirling Galaxy..
    of the defined...

    thoughts untrained ..like an exquisite wine..
    a spray of meaning for every one to have..
    like a mist of the covariance in your embrace..
    ...........with me.... ...............
               .just me.
    entonnces..
    bien estamos entreunidos:

    ............intertwined so to become...
    one mind..
    the devotion one of an imagine kind..
    the night before...
    the breaking time..

    unforgivably as a thought ..
    like fog moving in the air...
    just before it enters through the cornea of your view...
    just to be fair................
    just before that thought made the changes...

    coming back from the sweet Oder of your garden...
    that velvet ....
    insane red..hue.. ................
    thy rhythm that is you..

    That is you

Friday, February 11, 2011

when we love

  • time for seeing why.. time too...
    for tears to cry....
    to find the ones out there........
    with reasons why..
                  arms of those so high..........
    on a trail of the a winding stair..
    like an imagine love ..
    walking on air..
                  a small universe in which to die.
    find one...
    find the dreams
                  .. .with reasons why..
                  ... like a stream of blood in ones unforgiving dream..
    that inters the veins to your heart....
    as a thought that never ends...
                   find the sorrow creating the tears of blood...
    streaming in fear..
    dying...
                   dieing.is what I see in your face .... i crave.. to be near...........
    .near to your embrace.. ............
    find the end of a yearning.........
    the end of feeling  ............

  • whispering ..  the sweetness of your breath.. ....
    ........in my arms to your embrace.......
    our flash touching..as if forever..
    ........was a moment of never..
    ........
    ........follow me to the end of a statement..
    ........to the end of thought..
    ........to the end of touch...... .. .............
    it is your love that I yearn so much .............
    as when the day ends...
             the beauty ...
    that remains in my thought..
    the image that stays within my thinking..
    ..........I can see the sun going down..
    ..........blood red.. as the feelings I have at that moment with you.
    ..........it goes.. cuts in half..by the tangent of the planet..
    so my heart so does..to.......
    as it goes.....down..
    that part of me goes down to........

    imagine a mountain of sorrow.........
  • an ocean of love...
    a sun-set of giving...
    a full moon of tomorrow..
    a forest of forgiving... ............

    ...........looking at you as if you were forever. ............
    ...........the beauty that you are. 
    ...........balancing...on a tangent of never...   

    looking at you as if your existence was the brightness of a star..
    the power of the sun...
    within me that it is...

    forever. .the power that is love..
    that is who you are !!

    THAT IS WHO YOU ARE TO ME

Friday, December 24, 2010

aggressive end

two ..
 in costume leading one by the tips of the smallest digits to cross the line...
enforcers pulling hard......
aggressive players....
pulling one to have him sign.....
  • the house is clean...
    empty...
    open.........

    .come on in.....
    the bars are polished too.. ..................
    in this case..

    just for you.just for you ..
    the distress is with the girl..
    the one the never talks...
    she is a star......
    the queen ... to the rightest far...
    queen to the ones on the other side.......
    come and sign in... you need protraction.....
  • but you must sign..the given badges......... ..........
    .............with the sharks design...
    .............they will find you......
    forget the glass that hits your head..
    it is just a bruce..
    much more serious is the ones that stab..
    if you can run...
    do it now...
    run to the nearest crowd..

    you will meet the players in the house of fun...
    tell your father ..
    tell him that is done...
    tell him you will be late tomorrow .... ..........

    but it is fun...
    with a broken arm. ...........
    that you can drive

    protract....
    continue outward ..
    delay your time in the fin-of expiration...
    some one will follow .. some will call it fun.....
    the termination of your time..

    prolong in space..
    your time is fixed by law..
    a law that will not change. exploding in your face...

    retract your time...... ..
    give them one.. .........give them lots of space...


    ..................retract your time........

    >>>>and give them one !

Sunday, December 5, 2010

..........feelings

  • feelings arranged in a cert..
    in a way like chairs..
    waiting to be set on...
    to be accursed for a wide insertion of your stay...

Friday, October 22, 2010

VOTE FOR ME

  • deception passing by....
    ........vastly....
    ........falsely .. ........
    as if our feelings...
    our beliefs..
    our dreams .. .......
    .........jousting from the sky.. ........
    .........with wings...with energy to fly...
    extended as if they were beautiful colors.....
    adjustments  to our thoughts ... .......
    ..........thoughts of you and I...
    ..........forever to bring into our life is ...
    ..........a window like the view from a butterfly ........
    ..........double dealing fraud... ........
    mislead....deceive ..
    ingenious acts...of thought...
trickery...
..........intentions of deceit...
dupery....
......... gaining what I need...
when you listen to the air waves...view the picture  of deceit.. ........
of your applaud. it will soon be over...
two more years..... the adoption of conceit...
..........telling of a lie..
in the hope that you not think back...
in order to escape the guilt..
the guilt.. in orders comply...

......... or to gain and end...
and end that will have ramifications for you......
as well as I ...
embrace me ......
..........iamb you.......
the first amendment..... ........
..........where.. ........
..........really........ .......
         .church and state....... ........
the Constitution........
have some tea.....
do not forget about me..
my dog is lazy....lays around......
just acorss the sea.....
.......... does nothing..... and depends on me......
           and he is black.....
and does not know who his father is.
he could vote........vote for me.... just like you and me........

the terrorist are coming from the northern border........ ........
you look Asian ...
TO ME if you are old enough........
............vote for me.....
lets put in place a literal test for those who vote...
as in the old days......
when we kept them away......
can they spell

"Vote"

in English..... .......
.MICACA..
is what they say.....
we will take our country ...back....
small government.....
............this one is telling us what to say.....
the chamber of commerce.............THAT IS SO OK.......

WHY IS THERE FOUR HUNDRED BILLS STALLED THERE......
jobs over seas we are united to to filibuster to keep them there.... .......
...........dummies do not know .... the difference anyway........
           you will see. deregulate wall street...
           corporations can do best..
remember the last eight.........
health care ........
...........please....
           repeal is the way to go. health care repeal it anyway...
 America will take care of us there.
they will vote for me.......
...........it is in the bag..

THEY WILL VOTE FOR ME ?

    Sunday, September 26, 2010

    sunday morning mourning

    .......Yes I do believe in a "Gods Day" .......with the making of a call at six... in amazement that is.. is a -------up.. state of concussion.. what is to day.. like being shaken violently.. in a stunning.. damming way.

    a code of values. .that questions the integrity .. of the one that jumps to answer. want to believe it .... you may have to stay.. inter the one you know.. like a common building block... build them here until he lets you go..

    you can get on what ties this early.. ........defiantly .. is not like any other way..

    it is different..it is existing within the mind... intrinsic....as the brightness of a star.... inherent in my thinking is where you are.. write... explain it .. so that the ones important .. in their internal dialog will surely hear you say ........he is so wrong. so out of touch ... how are we going to believe it ... are you going back.. to see if you are right... you are going find that you are... no need to go so far....that is how you believe ... .........because of your mind... you will find a way to define.. the essential qualities of meaning ..... meanings just so fine..

    • define what was said on that day... when you do...
    • you will feel so much better enter..just stay... . in the softness of laying there.. get up and take a look at what you did without thinking ... an enclave of thoughts.....like a breeze coming our way.. ........without being what you thought was going to happen .. ........unclogging things we say.. ........he is on his way.......
    • in the air of a plane that we .. as integuments.... enclosing... covers of dismay... continue more at thatch .. alarmed at what we now say... .........a change without preparation .. abrupt anticipation. now.......this very day... forget about the goodness that you are feeling.. forget about finding the gold... the richness of a once is very strange... ..........a Averyl not to happen cold.... forever in your mind...a daily thing you live with... ..........amazed that you don't... amused that it does not happen ... ..........disapointment...but not surprised.. happens every day..
    • HAPPENS EVERYDAY ..........at much to my dismay... Sunday morning ..........mourning

    Sunday, September 19, 2010

    Wednesday, September 15, 2010

    obscurity

    • ........shrouded.. ........
      hidden ..
      the darkness of the mind..
      what injuries will we find...
      .........forgotten in the walls of the ones so well defined...
      .........bring out in-to the open..
      benefit ..
      the ones that stay behind..
      .........forgive my passion.. .........
      .........forgive me fair... .........
      .........forgive my expression..
      the rudeness of my song...
      the spinning of what may be wrong. 
      erupting a state of mind.. .........
      .........i know what it is that hurts..
      .........when you hear those words of mine..
    • pear-sing...like a knife..
      like a dagger in the heart..
      destroying what has been defined ..
      ..........a need to be up there ..
      not readily understood..
      ambiguous...
      an equivocal...
      enigmatic..
      ...........state of what we have to yet find... . ....
      ....
      .......vague..
      cynical thoughts of cryptic ideas..
      implying the lack of defined words to have you in my mind.
      deceiving. a purpose to obscure poems ...
      for one to defined...

      you in my thinking to be so fine...
    • again forgive me..
      to continue in a well coveted box...
      so the we do not stray behind..
    • into the air..
      that wonder that may be called a future..
      for us to intentionally conceal..
    • for us to purposely hide the meaning of what we feel..
      in consideration of the hidden..
      make believe treasures there to be deceiving us...
      .........but only in our minds..
      .........consciousness of steel.
      often involving measurements of the state of our mind...
      description..of the reference to occurrences ..
      to record of what we may have done ..
      in an observational well being ..
      so that we have something to offer in time...
      for you to come back and say that you are fine..
      you are well.. .........

      you are in my mind..
      YOU SO VERY FINE

    Monday, September 6, 2010

    lavor to sustain

    the length of time....
    • the years we have ..
      have been there..
      nourished...
      support this thinking..
      .........heavy losses..to withstand...
      .........how will we know if it is today..
      .........can we bring back that time..

      a time.... ...........
      that was the one for us.
    • thoughts of those days like the truth is yesterday..
      because we were young........
      that is why......
      ..........that is why you yearn for yesterday... ...........
      ..........It maybe tenderness.. ...........It -may be things .. you remember of that day.

      ............giernan.....chairein.....hortari... how can we make that one for us.......
      you rule the night.....
      you rule the time...........for me....
      ...........for all to see.........
      ...........to mean the same.. as wistfully...or sadly be....
      what I am doing here this day...
      ...........today........
      ...................
      sweat running down my face.......
      like tears on the sun....
      my ears going deaf....... ............
      ............the loudness of the machine...
      ............composing song for me to sing.........
    • so........when this day is over.....
      ...........Am I still sane..... am I still the same..................
      ...........animals running all around me...
      I will join them to sing a song......
      a dance for rain..
      a dance for the genus porphyry ..
    • in our eyes. in our thinking ..
      this thought will be maintained...

      THIS THOUGHT WILL BE MAINTAINED

    Friday, August 27, 2010

    ......love ?

    • smears-like streaks across the sky's...
      sometimes as beautiful as the ones I see in your eyes....
      never as near..
      .........never as clear..
      .........as when you are here...
    • my love of all...
      my dear.
      melting away the feelings of fear.
    the nearness of you..
    the warmth of your touch ..
    to me .....

    when we realize the distance...
    ..........so far..
    ..........as the sight of a star...
    ..........please help me understand ..
    what is it that I feel.....
    when you and I embrace ..
    the melodies that I hear ..
    ..........and what they are ..
    ..........forgive me my love..
    pretend that you are invisible to all ...
    so that no one suffers....
    for how beautiful you are..
    ..........in real flash....
              I could never accomplish the wish of a star.
              when you are near me...
              those feelings that get in the way.. ...........
    are to all invisible.. ...........
    to be the ones in the sky-
    and not to me at all.

    I want to dissolve..
    melt away..
    be no more...
    to finish it all ..

                so that the beginnings are still fresh there for all..
    nothing left for one to see...
    nothing at all..
    the Oder of love..
    ............the path of emotions..
    ............the lyrics so strong.
    the love of a song.
    the hearts of the ones that are strong..
    infuriating the ones that are wrong. .
    the words.....
    the meaning still there..
    to the ones...
    so wrong in the love of a song..
    love is so wrong....
    so.......wrong.
    the ones that belong..