Friday, December 26, 2014

monochrome me

monochrome me ...insomnia… no words just movement.? or no movement just words? heart beats faster ..what comes next, because I believe in angels …our choice these nights keep going… our hearts non stop beating… and you cannot stop it… you will not stop it…we are the same… all on the journey between weeks… smile… it would always bring the weekend little closer..th+nk

Thursday, December 25, 2014

just sleep

Fingers pressed skin. Then danced apart. I teased. You joked. I laughed Stairwells were dreamcatchers. Stars were destinies. Songs became noise More words. More memories. More to admit. More to regret. You were damaged. I was broken. i fall asleep for an hour and nothing no dreams, no visions no sound...just sleep

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

... i never learned how to float there..

are you remember? i begged you to teach me how to swim…. remember?…. you say w’ll go to the beach one day.. and we’ll play with the waves in the sea because I needed to learn how to survive here, how to survive if I ever got caught up. But we newer made so far.. i never learned how to float here… But i will find a way how to teach myself.. So I just sit here and wait.. not exactly sure what I’m waiting for But it’s like waiting at the bottom of a swimming pool…. I can’t breath but I can still see you swimming trough the waves.. i will hold my breath and find my way back to the shore…But now we’re both lying on the sea floor.. i will learn how to survive.. and if not I will learn how to stay alive till someone find me here..

Monday, December 22, 2014

somebody was made from the same star as you?

somebody was made from the same star as you? I beg you,never stop listening to the whispers of every written word; But be aware, each word you let inside your heart, will lead you in an unknown way but you will hit your keyboard with your fingertips as a pianist would lay his finger an a piano keys You looked. I glanced. We met. I smiled. You smiled back. A sentence here. A metaphor there. A memory we both found beyond repair. I shared. You listened. You shared. I heard. You paused. we could lose our shirt, our heart, our mind, sacrifice our time and our plan, forget our goals and the order of our day, erase what we thought mattered, end the life we have if we decide we just collecting raindrops....

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Tuesday, February 25, 2014