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Lost Love
You come to me in dreams…still after all these years. Sifting through my mind like fine grains of sand. Laughter splatters lightly and the years melt away. Come near my dear. We are here now. See all I dream. Don Juan DeMarco.. “Have you really ever loved a woman?’ Snow falling. Smooth as silk. Crackling firelight on a winter night. Warmness rediscovered. What is this darkness? Where was the dream? You were here and now you’re not!The Last Dance
There is a light, a space without definition. From somewhere a voice beckons. Pressing forward, a path, a journey. A step gives definition. Spirit and being become one. Power discovered, inhale, we are the eternal light. Deep seeded yearning driven to blossom. Flourish and spring fourth. Language unspoken. Eternal dance. Divine nature.Space Odyssey Virtuosity
Who is making the judgment calls? After all is said and done? Who’s making the ‘judgement calls’? Have you looked in the mirror lately? After all, who’s on call? Find your footprints in the sand…after all you’ll never fall. Your’re a shooting star. That’s what you are. Ionic and bionics. Atoms chasing round. Draw a picture? Have you looked into the mirror…lately?High Velocity Voice
To my mother who always knew best! My voice is magic. Striking the page like lightning longing for a place to rest. Traveling at high velocity on a blanket of liquid and gases. Bouncing through the universe spreading human frailty and strength. Trickling off an asteroid like tears falling from my cheek. An invisible energy force reaching to infinity and back. Me, I’m parked on Earth… gravity pulling at my heels and heaven at my heart.
