Monday, November 20, 2006

Warning Sign

Courage you lonely boy
Breaks upon the skin charge an unknown feeling
A trip you never took
Afraid of the bumps along the way
A warning sign I predicted
My knowledge a step above your sky
Across the highness you claim you are
I will always be watching from above like a chore
Drive that you can't learn
It wasn't born within you
So you asked me to show you the way
Used me then let me turn away
You didn't scream for my name
When I walked towards the train
Holding all of your pain without even knowing
Like a star in space that burst
Without a soul filled telescope watching
You knew about it, but let me decay
Now I watch you do the same
A result of all those years
I gave myself to you and you didn't appreciate
A new day
Without you in my mind
I can breathe lighter wanting not needing
somebody else
who deserves a chance
I deserve the chance to be loved
I deserve peace and something to look towards
Courage you broken man
I don't need to hear about tears
I want you to cry no more
I bless you with hope
I transfer my strength
I am crying no more

The Red

I take the flesh offered to me
Unfolding the reality limp upon my eyes
The red dye staining my fragile rice paper body
November leaves flutter briskly with the wind and this nature
Paints a whirl around my heavenly figure
Crowds of goose bumps awaken my soul
And I laugh looking up at a cloudy sky
Filled with memories learned from
Filled with a bright smile from the hidden sun
He takes a handful of my breast
I watch and feel his heaving chest
I let it teach me a rhythm playing in silk strings
And relax to its soothing call
His mountainous thighs wrapped around mine
Impossible for a contortionist to figure out
I fell again into the color of wanting
The red passion I don’t compare any shade to
My feet graze his neck
One can imagine the shapes
The intensity of the eyes from that distance
It doesn’t matter from what angle
Only the slow equations and the perpetual solutions
The hands of a God
Changing my internal clock
The enveloping heat of a man
Who warms me gently through his sensual glow
Who ignites with red my blue shadows of cold