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Endless summer skies
Sunny days so blue
Seagulls laugh and cries
Circling overhead flew
Sailboats racing for a prize
Mayor’s Cup will bring to
Building sand castles rise
Claims the sea in a coup
Loneliness a new disguise
If only we ever knew
Love never born never dies
Drifts in and out of view
The sun will always rise
Its light will shine through
Solitude makes us wise
One and one makes two
Endless summer skies
Sunny days so blue

Today I needed to come and sit here, get lost in my memory.

Each one a joy, smile, laugh, tear, but each one precious and special.

I feel like I am floating around in a sea of so many people all of whom have seen parts of the inner me, (the outer me, well that's another story for another time, in another place, ;)

My whole mind and soul is way too much for anyone so far.
Maybe...
I love that word, the fantasy gypsy in me holds onto it like a lifeline.

I want to cry with you
Hold you
I want to feel your pain
Really feel your soul
Nothing to gain

I want to spread my arms
Look into your eyes
Feel your tears, hear your cries
If I could I would
Make the pain cease to be
In a world filled with misery

I want to cry with you
I want to feel your pain
Really feel your soul
Nothing to gain

I want to hold you
Die with you
Feel your tears
Feel your fears

Close your eyes and you will see
This is how it has to be
For you and me
Suffering derailed
Love prevailed
Forever more
We soar

Jade Anjoun

A moonlight hand beckons; invisible to the eye
Its wispy gnarled hand of mystic miasma stretches out to grasp
A leafy bough but but misses... the leaf swirls to the floor
As fairies dance amongst the collective gathering of the leaves
They parry and splash in the puddles, getting soaked, from
The incoming drops of rain that soldier down intending to break
Free from the oncoming onslaught of earthly tears that cause
Deverstation, humilitation and frustration to the occupants
Of the land, with foresight, Thor in his artful wisdom, brows raised watched as the heavens' opened, and Lightning strikes, venomously across the field, targeting the old oak tree
That the faeries love and bless magickally in honor of the the Deities, which have risen before thee, softly spoken in the hidden
Mysteries of Life and Death that have bowed to make ends meet
And to give answers to the questions that have arisen regardless
Of those that connect by the rhythmic beating heart of the Earth ??

In the beginning we give ourselves so freely and completely.

As we progress and discover hurt and loss, we hold back parts in case we lose them.

When we have chunks of who we were missing, we are so gaurded that nobody can truly know you.

At this stage, I am finding that I throw everything I am, the good, bad and ugly, one by one and wait for them to fail, because they will it's human nature.

Your the treasure,
I've been dreaming on
Your the light ,
In the darkest night.
Your the wind,
Your the rain,
Your the sky
And my world
Only you
Oh only you I'd fall for
You'll be my past ,
present and future
You, only you like no one else
Only you, ohhh only you,
Listen to my words
Cause it's all true
Only you, in me.
How about me to you?

Those who prepared for all the emergencies of life beforehand may equip themselves at the expense of joy.

I woke today, just like yesterday, but with winters rain against my window pane, on this summers day, was wrong!, , no sunlight shadow crossed my bedroom there, no birdsong noone to care, and the light would dim, lie down and die, forsaken who? you or I? brave we stand, hand in hand, with those who care, are always there, and tomorrow will be, with or without you or me.

I was considered a mad, a physico a lost man.. they were mine who i did so much for… i worked late nights and seven days to feed them the best…

And just on one fight they wished i could die because of hunger..
the tears i had for them it was just a drama of mine they were no one they were mine…

They did so much for me when i was broke they got me something which i paid off but i never paid of because i did hear them talking and taunting me about…

I repaid them paid off all the loan of mine who’s my own people did for me but still repaying the cost of that favour which they did to me.. because they were mine..
I was crying had lost my dad.. while they were celebrating the weeding at their home they said dont cry we are yours

Now just my heart asks, were they really yours,,
I still dont know they were mine???
Were they mine?

Are you willing to answer questions about erotic thoughts?
Are you willing to make love even if I forget about your very name during doing so?
Are you willing to speak even if no one listens to your sadness or downfalls?
Are you willing to think twice even if it only takes one time?
Are you willing to paint a picture without any paint or canvas?
Are you willing to get higher than you've ever been without any kind of drugs?
Are you willing to laugh at someone's funeral pyre?
Are you willing to take the last drink even if you've had enough?
Are you willing to die for me?
Are you willing to take candy away from a baby?
Or are you just willing?