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I open the door very quietly
Lights are still dimmed low
Mirrors on walls in faint reflection
Images that soon will connect me to
The sweet poetry of dance I know

Once again I’ve found my way
Like many lonely nights before
To my private place of solace
On this worn dance floor
The flawless end to day

My anticipation of abandonment grows
I turn up the lights and start the music
Visions of the romantic movements
My mind and body knows so well
Within the openness of my studio
It’s where I come to be inside
To release emotions I hide
This place is my presidio

Through the art of dance
So many stories I can tell
Using my body as the pen
And music as the paper
Combining like vapor
I know them so well
In their peace I dwell
Feeling the music
Releasing the tensions
Slow and rhythmic
Filling my senses

Muscles stretched and warm
Take me to the heights I love
And push me for perfect form
It’s the movement I dream of
The freedom of dance I adore
Moving me across the floor
Releasing emotions and sorrow
Dance like poetry gives strength
To bravely face my tomorrow and
How I rejoice in forgetting
once more

I stopped taking
And you know why
One time I captured the nature,
The sun, the trees, the water
Me.
Now just you my gift
I wanted to stop the time or
Stop you to capture those times
I never draw,
I take the core of a word
Capturing that way
Capturing strength, obstacles
That’s the way I draw pictures
Sometimes mine, many times someone else’s
I am sorry I cannot reply to you as you call me a friend
Capturing moments takes a second always remembered in colors
But I cannot capture that one now
I cannot take any more grief, problems
The one aware of it self solves them step by step
Take you time, give time to time
These pictures of mine sometimes ...
I am feed up
And I stop
I need to see, I want to see fresh picture,
Full of life, mature in side, ready for happiness
Never maybe, maybe is a lie, a trap
Never take maybe in life
Knowing what you want is the only way
To cut off everything that wants to make obstacles
Cut to the core
What BOTHERS you is not good for you
What interferes is not good for you
Pictures of mine
Let it be LIGHT, JOY AND HAPPINESS.
ALL IS IN THE MIND.

Giants of liverpool
With heads high
Tower
People
Granny rises from her bed

On tip toes
She step on the street
Slow paces tiny steps
Men on strings

They control are marionette
Granny telles her story of war that was
Pals dead millions lost
She tells her story to the people of liverpool

With joy they listen to what she tells
Of the great war
Millions dead
The struggle she faced her sons dead and husband dead

Her story her daughter she tells
Stroking her dog her compainion
She tells of death
The
Lost souls world war 1

I never told the buried gold
Upon the hill--that lies--
I saw the sun--his plunder done
Crouch low to guard his prize.

He stood as near
Are stood you here--
A pace had been between--
Did but a snake bisect the break
My life had forfeit been.

That was a wondrous booty--
I hope't was honest gained.
Those were the fairest ingots
That ever kissed the spade!

Whether to keep the secret--
Whether to reveal--
Whether as I ponder
Kidd will suddensail--

Could a shrewd advise me
We might e'en divide--
Should a shrewd betray me--
Atropos decide!



Yo ho Yo ho
A prirate's life for me
We extort,we pilfer,
We filch and sack
Drink up!!!
You are my secret treasure ; )

The good timez they come and go like a rundown motel and a drug addicted hoe. You won't understand unless you go through it you can't have the good shit without a bunch of bull shit. That's just a part of f*cking life you can get hurt worse than when playing with a sharp knife. I wish that I could get you out of my f*cking mind your love was like a diamond but harder to find. Someday i'll be able to find sweet true love but till that day comes my life will be more sour than unripened plums.

reap thy sow in seeds of dream
a river through thy heart been painted
cool and lush of green
after many days of deserts fast
her silence feeding the hunger of eyes
yet who it was of whom we speak
when every mind a riddle
wrapped in the enigma of its own machine

far and wide from high they fall
tell a sea of colored petals has gathered on the moon
this other part called soul which only wishes to be free
let it grow from that river and overflow these bones
a gentle man from gentle man this earth my clay to keep
but I will never weep
lest they be tears for joy
for life is harsh and harsher still and swift as death
it asked of me nothing
yet gave to me these things
if only to give value to the gift

she was a flower with no name
dressed in a shade untouchable
and yet the song from her lips
soothes all the troubles from my mind

Blue Eyed Beauty
Found me one day
When I Was distracted
Looking away...

He gave me his heart,
I tossed it away.
-'You're not the one I want...
go... go away...'-

Not only he stayed
but manage to steal my soul away.

My Blue Eyed Beauty
never left me behind
He's the best man
I could hope to find.

If you were mine,
Do you know what I'd do,
My heart would beat,
To only your tune,
And every time
You walked in the room,
My eyes would see
in only your hue,
Vibrant colors
so bright and true,
Then my ears would close,
Blocking out sounds,
Every time you came around,
Because the thought of you
is so very loud,
My lips
would taste you endlessly,
If only they
would just kiss me,
Fingers caressing
your every curve,
If I was yours,
If you were my girl...

"Why are you making such a fuss?",
"She wasn't who you thought she was.",
"You are such a sucker for love",
My inner self just sounds so smug,
I drown him out with drink and drugs,
The things I do so I don't think,
Like so many driven to the brink,
I know I'm strong,
But yet I'm weak,
My eyes like faucets
Can't stop the leak...

Watch out all gallant knights
Those red ruby lips
She's all that and a bag of chips
O yes, another Irish maiden..
She'll spin you around with a
whip and heels
Take that in stride
See how that feels..
La rapturecapture