Words

words i hear
words i say
words i write
words i pray
words when said break my heart
hit.. spank.. slay..
but don't use the words you always say.....

Bliss....

a smile..

a friend,a friend that holds you

one that loves you

the rustle

the wind,the crunch of leaves

the sunshine through them

your soul it hits

the love in your life

the beauty it creates

something that you share

the one that lives

the touch..

the blessing,of your love

the hand you hold

the one that secures

something you experience

you close your eyes

something you create

you smile....

that is bliss....

My love..

its me..

my love..


i see it,i feel it


i want it there







it want it to come


to stay


to be alive


and to play







play its roles


bring together


detached shores







the distances tht broke them apart


the waves that shook the walls


of emotions,


of a broken heart




its me and my love

that brought back me

from the world of sadness

and made me free



to live and to smile

to love and to jive

to life's tunes

smiling and immune

to sadness and tears..