Laying there As Beautiful as your stare in a superstar caption of life bandaged yet free rising on your knee in a Heart prayer of mercy and Hope Now that you must rest lots of ideas pop up Don't get me wrong ha! (Or better Do) my imagination has it all on you See, you can read those books you started but never finished, and bit your friendly ghosts a visit for a sip of wisdom or a bite of wit Or watch those films you got Paused for a calling director shot Now you can do lots of things in bed baby, But at the upper most You can Replay those beautiful moments of Her, smiling to you on her way
to school. Or Her penning you her first poem and then, Smile back Her magical laugh on a rainy day feeling in your hand the safety dew Her superhero is always you and for her dreams you are the night fifteen years old is your sky today and every other moment will forever be just the weather.
Or You can Close your eyes on His first Step towards you as Your arms
holding him as he falls. Riding your Heart pony for a giggle His first Spiderman toy hanging on that cradle and your sister's red shawl and blue tights underneath the shorts as you flew around holding the world for Him in your time His first party where you wished to be a fly on the wall His cold London Park soccer game Boys all nighters PS4s, Midnight pool stunt first time on his own, flight Or On His first trial Shaving Like you The big one is towering you now and as strongly having your back as you euphorically cheer.
You'll have lots of things to do, After your bundle of joy replica crawls on to you trying to unwrap the bandages and kiss your pain away "Just because it's broken it doesn't mean it's not beautiful" He said His eyes are the answers you spent your lifetime questionning lots of hugs can heal you as much as billion of prayers do Nothing can anymore hurt you The knight is brave as inside him, The fight. Scrap your fears on his little coloring book Let your tears off your Image hook You Have Heart shields all set and soul wings to soar horizons of sight You are not alone in your skin we run in your antibiotic injected veins spin Hang in there King of His Throne Rise As powerful and wise It's another blessing in disguise Only for the special ones, The undercover reveals. Now see who's at your door bare feet at your love floor The universe comes on, the minute they run to you yet you'll
leave it all for a triple warming hug and half a dozen kisses.
Sometimes i get mad at you for not being more around when you are fisting the air you smoke into my heart longing lungs still mad! for not staying more within when you are already deeper in between the eye and its sight upon the muted lips, you get to be the unsaid rambling that i gulp to the throat of my doubt and the unshed that i tear all the time of your absence the nights that are the angriest are the most quiet the more i long the more they are long we don't get much along the waiting and me and silence is but a something you can actually hear flames of fear eat me alive, Then. mad.. at the howling winds for not bringing your scent to my senses instead of the yearning roses breath mad.. at the shooting stars for not holding you upon it's tail into my arms instead of making million heart wishes come true.. mad at you.. in every beautiful view that isn't your face in every melodious orchestra that doesn't rhyme off your voice mad at all the gardens of paradise that blossom at your touch into others' heavens and don't grow on my lips your Desert Rose... mad.. at the rivers flood of your eyes' stares when i am not in your void at the liquid measure of your steps leaving burning traces on my mind skin turning every thought into a butterfly that haunts your light when it gets too dark for the verse and the prose mad.. at myself for not giving you enough of what you are in me about for not being around your intimate stuff may be when you need more comfort, i could melt in your 30th cup of coffee your sugar would then be me! I Get mad at the air that don't bring you to my heart more than you are already there at your shirts and your glares i get mad at your unfair fairs seeing no faces but yours all the universe hums your voice to my ear unleashed.. at your wonderful freedom mind cell our own Heaven in their Hell out of your yearning closet Acting yourself around And... Babysitting my Fantasies.
It's 10 O'clock! He arrived early Surprising, just like Himself Got into whoever they want him to be inviting his soul unanswered to the call He reaches the edges of oblivion off the Horizons of memory enchanted by the sun be it the whole, or the none on the run, yet still listening to them speak and hearing no one. Cups of black Coffee chasing each other all the way to his heart's fast lane as wise as insane The Heartbeats win! Ready for the shot? make up done wearing himself smoking as Hot ears wide shut laughs on riot He brings out in a glimpse, his heart and nerves the erupting veins to plot whatever is between the lines He reads the unwritten words pouring out dry as high as the fall, the fly doing what he does best spreading his hurting shoulder at its widst striking a pose for a fan on set this love rain still keeps him wet and he steps in as virtuous as sin the marvelous in his within and the master of his time. Lights Camera Action all in place on sets as good as it always gets lines run on his lips his eyes pierce the air grips and tell of that bounded spell "who are you?" Her silence, asked "that for you to find out and for me, to discover" He replied. without a word There, you will move to this chair turn around and pass that glare gun in hand bullets off his heart the space is ice his face is fire the bird in him, flaps on a wire intense in defense some of him got spilled all over the place They clap what a snap! beneath his smile the world for a while, stops neutral to the noise particular to his poise picking another Classics on the go what do they know.. that's a take first time shots, has always been his thing "it was great fun" taps on his shoulder smiles all over their lips another brick of his walls builds letting it all go no one cares to know the fight was merely in punches but in strikes getting ready for the next show removing this face for a dancing song it was there all along yet it was its time They hear his satisfying laugh and on the bloody floor only one tear drops.
I tried to close my eyes answer to my delirious whys and obnoxious reason sarcastic at its best to shutter my heart, to tear it apart with my own fears teeth but i found you beneath lying within the beat and the sight breaking of my dawn's light a thousand moons and a splendid sun the infinite and the one as whole as none where to run? if i have you in between the eye and the lid Said when shed starving as fed the heart of the head and whatever i couldn't let go of, held. see, i tried eating when i'm not hungry smoking when i can't breathe i mocked on my cheeks the rain and of my drawn smile, i made fun books pages don't turn cigarette ashes don't burn silken bed sheets like the sharpest blades of my insecurities, cut. thoughts were demons i couldn't sweat them off at my poetic gym and the butterflies of my mind danced to the fire of your divine presence at the alter of my longing nostalgia. my silence has never been more noisy and your screams had never been more quiet but i couldn't shut down that night of your bursting in me, the stars of your melancholy twinkle to my soul i rise as i fall mute in your call i chopped my tongue's arms and bled in the crack of a verse the empty streets held my feet as if we were lovers in the warmest greet then the calm waves got closer all i had was wet salt all over the alleys of my blurry mind skin i smiled then because i knew it all along the blue bird's song upon the lips of time.
The day got up in your eyes of mine like the most eloquent wordless line running from your loudest dot to my blindest spot i see you, in the darkness of the dark my Orion of Hope i untied the words rope riding in your madness desert the dunes of ecstacy the rose bud quivers in the solitude dew blooming every time anew at the reality flog of your coming and the nursing illusion of my absence. Nothing is Stronger then what is meant to be and i will fight, with all the yous of you in me. a sword of word in one hand and a heart of gold beating in every-loving you more -life of me.
You are full And they are empty you are pull and they are push the ebb of you is their tide your are the path and the ride what you need they don't give what you give they just need you say they don't listen to what you utter but you listen to what they don't dare to say they write, but they can't read you read what they don't write you shake your head they still their hearts they shake their heads your heart for them, stills you smile in a frown they frown in every smile and when you really reach they fly away You come when you go arriving in your absence Blown drawn hidden as shown sparkling in your darkness The moon of his own and The Sun They don't know what you are about what you silence, they shout! They scream you dream in your reflections you are and you seem your tears their pout you're the round and the roundabout but you just Rise in your bursting light cast your heart sword mask not your word you are beyond the battle and within the silent fight, the sound You shine in the beam of a line that is said when written driven like the time you chase
Happy, yet you carry your sorrow around like a hump. eyes blur tears purr that even when He smiles, The knight's heart cries on the corners of your soul But you nevertheless, rise as glorious and as wise The Master of His own fate and the fated of his mastery chest bare to the blades heart shielded with your Chevalieray The knight of His Night The one warrior of the light Who had the heart to dream when They all just fell asleep.
What's with all the drama! me asking myself picking dusty books at 3.am off my shelf what is it exactly do you want? (Me scolding my lunatic whining self) unconditional you always said! so what if he floated a bit!? don't you want him to be himself? hold on to your words or never say them! or is it your untamed ego again? well.. my inner conscious talking some sense to me at the totally wrong time i think! but then the lover in me taking over Yes..i want your happiness Even knowing i won't touch it as it burst in your dimples flash or that cute moment when you fold your eyes but since you even stopped to share your eyes words i am only in the gutter of your mood speculations and your obstinate silence doesn't help much there! Yes i want you always soul healthy and Heart fit! most humorous in the wisdom of wit knowing i won't get to hide in your mightiest eloquent biceps or pose by your bragging articulated veins i wont be the one preparing you healthy mind dishes and secretly skipping on the insomniac nights with sneaked in big thriller macs and verse fries in bed... Doritos bags of love quotes and an on stream of the black list along with the random thoughts' kids cuddles, getting away with the guilt and your smoke rings drawing me circles of tainted air i won't be the there of everywhere.. But Yes! i want you on top of the wordily world! even knowing i wont get to share a red carpet fan moment with you stretching my hand for a trembling shake or a scented you flying kiss i won't be an award for you to childishly hug and bless i won't be at the back stage of your head while giving that funny speech i won't be hiding in your hair's park as you swing your fingers for inspiration i won't be that lighter in your pocket you keep touching for some fire escape exits when it suddenly gets too hysterically loud and unfair. Yes i want you the best of everything that remains knowing i cant keep away the thorns of the roses to my heart and only give you the nectar being as close as far i can't hide all those sad news to myself and make you only read the comics and the horoscopes i can't stop all the alphabetical clocks till you arrive so they stop complaining you are late! late for what, for god sakes! you are time darling, in a D&G poetic wardrobe the slickest time could ever get and the most enchanting for that matter breathing moments in your volcanic blare
But still it's not enough... for i can't uncry those tears you shed in a scene and pretended you were acting I can't unhug those arms you held once and they left with pieces of your chest i can't unwrite those poems, you heart-recited before your eyes in former red Tag Heuer specs, or how they made it to your bookmarks i can't be what i want to be i can't even let you let me i can't wish it either shooting stars don't work for me anymore knowing it all i can't unlove you even if you want me to i would only love you more knowing you might kick me out off your heavenly hellish presence for some peace of mind so my love, feel free to break my heart its a privilege for my heart to be broken by the only one who made it into the bloody pumping life business.
