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I Am Every Woman

I am my reality
I am my first true love
I am the best part of my life
I am my today, my tomorrow
I am my lonesome bliss
I am the representation of strength
Through the tough stare in my sons eyes
I am the symbol of endurance
From a child’s tear stained ruby cheek
I am the mingling stride
Of a rainbows colours
I am the voice of every woman
Who never got a chance
To sing her song
I am the voice of a woman
Screaming without a voice
I am the voice of a woman
Speaking to a deaf audience
I am a thousand words
In the daring gesture
Of a fleeting dream
I am the sweet sensation
Emanating from numbness of life
I am the unfading sprinklings
Of light shot diamonds
On the surrendering foliage
Of falling leaves of autumn 
I am the sliding contour
On a mountains heat stricken back
I am the last dance with a shooting star
I am the orange face with a red soul
Yes, orange with fire, red with life
I am the unfading glow
In the setting sun
The persistent twinkle
In the emerging sun
I am the legend of old
Dripping melts of heaven
From which generations
Will suck to outlive life’s atrocities
I am my perfect freedom
I am my perfect desire
I am my perfect imperfection
I am my sweetest company
I am my sweetest taboo
I am in love with me
I am, every woman

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Time and Tide, Wait For No Man

Touch and feel the rebirth of her heart
A new glow, magnets the stars above
Arousing the birth of an energy
That wittingly mingles with her long lost faith
An enticing yearn for life awakens her soul
She has cried many years, she has seen better days
There Is no lie in her fire
She could jump a rope with feet of fear
Or she could climb a mountain with arms of courage
Time runs with tide, she waits for no man

Under the blue sky, a stare of bewildered eyes
The unforgettable promises left unkept
Beautiful assurances of forever that will never be
Heavenly days that will never come, songs she will never sing
These are the times she longs for
Those were the days she dreamt of
Yes in the tide of time, she must wait for no man

A sweep of an eastern wind
Blushes the imminence in her voice
A timid innocence regenerates from her soul
Her eyes make love to the future
A future that holds the keys to her heart
As she kisses the moon,
Drops of Jupiter unlocks her heart
Releasing crystal lights of gifts and talents
Unborn generation waiting for seasons of conception
There is a lot to give, a lot to cherish
She is the star in her sky, the beat in her rhythm
At her site, the earth stops spinning
Yes, she is the time, she is the tide
She will wait for no man

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Let Us

Let us slide down memory road,
Carnal our ride through the potholes
That relentlessly weaves our souls
Let us curb the unforgiving winds
Of timorous ambiguity
And rid our minds from noxious snares
We are will thought not quite willing
What one heart craves, another heart dreads
Let us dare to delve
The meandering roads by the hill side
And grab the edge line of our naivity
Let us spread the seeds of our smiles
To the darling blossoms of honesty
Let us build this frontline of longevity
Our hearts will live forever
Let us ignore the lazy cows
That won’t run off the road
No matter how fast we drive
Forget the pictures that won’t be taken
Reclaim the smiles from the cameras.
Let us dance to songs unsung,
To the rhythm of our heartbeats
Serenade the offshore waves that roll,
In the midst of the surrendering day
To the dusk of mountain air
Let us cherish the warm summers touch
In the midst of biting winter cold
Warmth that will never die,
A touch that will never lose its grip
Ignore the tension of shimmering sun
That surrounds our guarded walls
Sniff the best of a summers’ breeze,
Embrace exoneration from the agony
Of waiting for eternity
And through it all I will forgive you,
You will forgive me

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Perhaps

I am not sure I feel pain anymore
Perhaps it is the numbness in my soul
Stricken by the frailty of my heart
That has mercilessly been an object
Of exhibition from dry bones
Perhaps it is the gruesome discord
Between reality and my will to accept
That failure is not only for the faint 
That it is also a subject of vicious patterns
That slowly engulfs a vivacious mind
Like the early stages of a malignant tumor

Saints wonder why my heart never bleeds
Perhaps no blood runs in my veins anymore
Only the colorless liquid from morning dew
That hugs my skin with fresh new dawn
Yes perhaps the hope of yesterday
Will be my rhythm for a new tomorrow
Perhaps the epilepsy in my life will pass
Yes, it will disappear like a fleeting dream

Friends ask why I don’t cry anymore
I tell them it is not the stiffness of my heart
But the pain beyond endurance in my soul
A pain so excruciating it can handle no tear
Perhaps I must live so others can live beyond
Perhaps I must fight that others may win the battle
Perhaps I must catch a glimpse of glory bright
Perhaps I must blink away the restless winds
That others may settle in the bliss of heavenly truth 

Heavens asked why I pray no more
Perhaps my life can no longer be a museum of eternity
Yet at the same time be manipulated
By short circuits of shame and outright rejection
Perhaps the bullets of abrupt loss 
Have left too any holes in my life
Perhaps my heavenly possession is more abstract 
Perhaps I am not sure what to tell daddy anymore
Perhaps tomorrow will be a better day
And perhaps tomorrow will never come
Perhaps I will wake up one morning
And all this will be but just another dream

They all ask why I am always smiling
Perhaps it’s the little girl in me
That never lost her innocence and simplicity
Perhaps it is the little voice in me
That always wants to sing jingle bells for Christmas
Perhaps it’s the little faith in me
That still wants to see the promise of heaven
Perhaps I am still waiting for the best of times 
Perhaps I am the best of times

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In Love With My Jesus

Roses are red, violets are blue
I am still in love you my sweet Jesus
The sun may never rise again
The moon may never shine in full
The sky may spit the stars
To the spinning earth
The ocean may spill itself
On the only earth we will ever have
And I’m still in love with you
I hide in the bowels of the eternal city
Where my tears, are a million prayers to you
Yet a swimming paradise to Brutus
At whose ferocious stab, Caesar did fall
Yes, what’s fertile falls in fallow soil
The malignant, streams spread fast
Like a merciless brain tumor
Waiting impatiently
To kiss the dust of my grave
It is only proper to settle 
For the measly fraction of remaining life
That renders hope an anonymous torso
The more invisible something is
The more certain it’s been around
Like a luminous cluster of thousand lights
In the mingle of life’s melancholy 
I will pick my autumn when the last leaf falls
Mystic bubbles will sprinkle my rainbow with color
There will be the days to come
When roses will be blue and violets will be red
As the fires of the evening dusk battle
And the leaves fall in the waters of my soul
Weaving from my verse’s silk, a new heaven
A new earth, a new beginning
Where roses are still red, violets are still blue
And I’m still in love with you, my sweet Jesus

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Unbreakable

Unbreakable

This honesty allures a heavenly melody
An orchestration of profound serendipity
Deeply engraved before time immemorial
A perpetuation of unique legacy
Untouched by the numbness of life
Innocent, unscripted by a writers’ own
Perfect enchantment of darling buds of life
An extenuation of a ray clustered demeanor
Poised by divine intellect
Immensely sculptured by noble footprints
Blended together, never to be broken
The power of umbilical cord
Perfectly knitted for a winsome pattern
A vivacious embroidery of caramel falls
An inevitable bond spattered trail
Yes, the eternal glow of a twinkling star
Some things are forever

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The Best of Me

You are who I love
The intense, free spirited, innocent you
The honest, easy, forgiving you
The subtle, unforgettable energy of you
Covered with suns dust of our forever

You are what I love
The reality of my fantasies
The virginity of our souls intertwined
The naivety and fire in our truth
The starry rain that spells our rainbow

You are when I love
The warmth in the midst of my loneliness
The smile in the heaviness of my soul
The sparkle in the flow of my tears
The young love that will never grow old

You are where I love
I can spend eternity with you without looking back
I can travel the world with you and never weary
I can weather the storms and feel no pain
I can brave the winters and feel no cold

You are why I love
The reason I look forward to tomorrow
The reason I have diamonds in the lick of my wounds
You are the glow in my smile when my heart is screaming
The shimmery wisp in the dimming corners of my soul
The perpetual growth in the luster of our serendipity
The muzzle in the peak of my story 

You are every part of me
You are the best of me

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Hero In Her Sky

He laughs like an ocean
His breath is a breeze of a crystal blue sea
That passionately meanders
Through and across her naked, burning heart
His depth boils like a patient volcano
That irons her rough edges with
Penetrating heat of desire

She coils and cries like a little kid
As she reminisces the milky ride
Of his million kisses on her skin as his tongue
Parades itself in the depth of her curves
In the risings of her femininity
Leaving with her sensual wetness
Of heavenly golden drops

He sees like an eagle, and feels like a child
Her heart resonates when he talks
He is a sea of words of life, hope
The immensity in his sweet voice
Brings romance to her life
Awakening fallen talents
She is his queen, he is her life
The hero in her sky

He is the quiver in her silent whispers
The after rainbow cloud in her footsteps
The confidence in her demeanor
The loud excitement in her laughter
The sparkling light in her battered will
He never gives up, he never gives in
She will never give up, she will never give in
She has found her hero in her sky

She awakes at the soft sensation of,
The velvet texture in his sultry lips
Sending vibrating waves of passion down her spine
The promise of eternity in the twinkle of his eyes
Settles her wanting heart, healing her passions
She moans at the curvaceous slither
Of his hands against the art of her sculpture
His body melts profusely against hers
At the emancipation of locked passions
As she surrenders to his indelible charm
Their souls interlock like spurs of stardom
She is the sky, he is her hero

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Who Am I

I am the screams from the wind that blows
In the oozing blood from veins of death
I am grief
I am the voice without a sound
Standing on a pedestal without legs
Talking to ghosts
I am loneliness
I am the eyes of a soul in shades of black
I am guilt
I am the surrendering will of a believing soul
Whose brokenness knows no rest
I am agony
I am the shooting star whose light shot arrows
Never caught a glimpse of glory bright
I am the silent sobs of an infant who never sucked
The milk from its mother’s breasts
I am rejection
I am the stubborn gravel matte that chokes 
The stem of its umbilical grip
I am bitterness
I am the recurring echoes of laughter
And giggles in the silent wars of lonely souls
I am hope
I am the subtle whisperly winds 
From a weeping willow that dries
The fresh blood dripping from the stench
Of un forgiveness
I am the warm embrace with a kiss
On invisible scars that creates masquerades
I am love
I am the spirals of a shadow
From the summer sun’s stricken horn
In a unicorn’s serenade
I am fierce
I am the roar of a lioness in the silent echoes
Of a ceasing war that I fought with the last drop
Of my blood
I am courage
I am the crystals in the sands off distant shores
Speaking languages of glitz to battered souls
I am pride
I am the dignity that flounders in unique serendipity
I am the virgin faith with a standing ovation
Smeared by vintage aroma
I am a legend
I am the exculpation of pain weaved souls
The elusive waive of hollow enigmas
I am forgiveness
I am the surrogacy in the hive of impeccable touch
I am sacrifice
I am the texture of a heart in mingled silhouettes
Of heavenly white
I am purity
I am the scars of a staraple fate that wears a thick coat 
Of royal purple, with stars of grace shooting
From the arrows of its celestial muse
I am royalty
I am the wings of an eagle in the last of storms
From eastern winds
I am freedom
I am the diamonds in the vowels of stories
Shared through decades from bows of hearts
I am forever

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When the Moon Fades

When The Moon fades

He sits under the fading moonlight
Helplessly staring at the
Menacing sliding of unforgiving clouds
As they slowly swallow the gentle moon
She is the moon he never saw
The moon he never knew
Creeping stars are fading
It is raining in his heart
He traded the message of dawn
For a twilights’ remembrance
He rubs his tear stained eyes
As a wind of regret brushes hard
Against his will to forgive himself
For never hearing the echo in her voice
For not kneeling low enough
To hear her footsteps
For not looking close enough
To see her tears
For not hearing her screams
In the midst of her laughter
Passions he missed in her last kiss
Defining steps he missed in her last dance
How was it possible to see beyond?
With a love so bargaining and less of will
Legend of strength and elegance she was
Always a fighter, woman of substance
Fountain of love, sea of compassion
Never shaken by malicious claws of past
That noxiously snared her winsome soul
Even now the sky spells her name
The dynamites of her vibrant giggles
Ignites the stuck pieces of her memory
The blurred flash backs of unsung melodies
The ever wanting shadows of her image
That lay still in the walls of his heart
She was a portrait of death in his life
A sleeping beauty, she lays eternally
The blushing bride is past
He has fallen in love with her
She is a trail of fallen petals
The roses will never grow
She now lives in him
He once lived in her
She is the best that he had
The best there will ever be