crack,bleed,heal...

Rock this boat...

2010-06-05T01:33:00.000-07:00

You pulled away...
Your heart torn between me and money
So I excepted...sighed and moved on.
I enjoyed you my dream. I enjoyed every minute I spent with you.
...You pulled away, not I.
And now you want to play games!
You best be prepared for how I can mimic
Oh, the old adage, that you are pregnant.
So I type...You the nurse that is allowed to help the sick, and you play games as these.
You are a spoiled bitch! Not a concept in the world, to what is the majority -blue
"It's only been two weeks, and you feel me with lies!"
Then, type back, that it is no big thing and you will take care of it.
I feel you lie again... That is all you have ever done!
One Big Ass lie... Manipulator of men...of me.
So let me tease you to how beautiful your daughter would be!
Tell me how your emotions play now?
You've lied Mi...From the beginning of us.
You can suck on that long lie and swallow!
I will not be your prey in your web.
Wither and die -Black Widow-
Or except to which you whispered would never be a possibility...To which now is, so you say
I will not except placement in some sort of safety raft, built on lies!

This one...

2010-05-31T21:57:00.000-07:00

This one set so eerie
To good to be true...I enjoyed so much in you.
Like all great dreams, we must awake
You bared to many secrets, my beautiful dream.
You blazed a path that has ran out of exits

He has placed his calls to me and opted the truth
A truth placed from his mouth, where your's kept silent
If you were not happy with him you should of told.
Like a child, you so was, leaving him to manage what was left of your gold

He was in love and you broke his heart
Retaliation, he threatens...Almost like a hand to your throat
Leave him and leave everything...Thats the cost you will bare
To much for you to fathom, you never figured on his checkmate

So you must leave me and return to the one you do not love
But, you love your gold...So GO!

My Beautiful Dream Thought She Would Be Forever Young!

I sit

2010-04-20T19:44:00.000-07:00

I sit right here and punch the keys

I think of you and so I dream

In my head runs a story true and threw

An internal love, with me and you

My hands so soft; my strong muscled limbs

Your face I dream again and again

I want to feel you under my weight; gentle above

It's your words I miss must, to make me write on

It's there in my head, I just need a push

So write to me woman with zealous and pearl. Write to me in poem, or by story or smiley face

Ignite my fire to which this all so embarked

I dream of you as I did from the start

...and if nothing more or you should hide

Then lie to me so I can still write

Without you girl to build my dream... I write in emptiness

To you;

2010-03-06T11:43:00.000-08:00

To all flowers; To be you a rose.
Whisper me into the Realm Of Dreams.
Placed in all the fragrance of you.
There is none to shackle my words that yearn to only mimic your beauty, your Spirit and of all your Health.

This from a fortune cookie

2010-03-03T22:14:00.001-08:00

"Organize your life around yours dreams-and watch them come true."

exotic you are as nature...

2010-03-03T22:00:00.001-08:00

Exotic you are to nature, and to nature to which I love to lose myself in.

Here I go...

2010-02-03T18:01:00.000-08:00

Here comes a time and another growth.
This one hurts, I hurt a kind soul.
Kinder than me, Or just maybe so.

Woman, I will always see, everything you had done for me.
Unknowing, it hurts but, I think you knew so.
You knew in how I bled, covered in gauze and tape; all internal.

I smiled to friends and guests, as my mind whisked away to play insanities games of repeat.
You knew my kindness was still always there; I knew my kindness, always shown.
Then that day one that bench I sat; Nearing tears that would not come

A touch to my shoulder firmer than I had ever felt; I knew God existed.
Never read the book, never was there a need.
Oh, the worlds of opinions to argue the fluff, and forget it's core

I am not a man of religion.
I am a man of growth.
There lies the truth in us human; There lies the truth in us, to be gods.

So this of "Woman", harder, more so than that demon around my neck.
If I have one last self-tribulation: I beg, after which no more so!
My sights are of one woman; Eyes locked to which I can rest; To only travel and enjoy the "Earth" and it's visual pleasures accompanied of smells, taste, sounds, and dance... built of all... ON LOVE.

That is what I will tell her... Your creation was that beautiful!

Old way, New day: The beach reads "closed"

2010-01-28T21:40:00.000-08:00

Let me take you away today
This little town: Bodega Bay
Let us journey within a wallow
Now see them there, nearest the sea
There: Where the sea salt waves roll back, only leaving scum frothing atop the sands
They wait and titter, in all a game, other ways to catch their prey
They steal upon the land, if they followed the rules here governed
But, like their "Ancestors", a well kept secret.
So easy to learn if we would just listen
I stared in shock and growing miff
Is it the season, is this right at all?
They take their prey so easy with just a slight of hand
They did not speak my language, so crafty was their skill
It is amazing what you can learn from nature and it's will
I tell you love it was a sight, even if it was wrong by law
To live off earth so easy, pulling up the shelled colored crustaceans... But covered in scum and froth!