I'm in love with a phantom
An incorporeal being
All my friends say that I'm lying,
They say it's only in my dreams.
But this love is like a nightmare
And there is no waking up
I'm racing to you every chance I get,
But our bodies never touch
Darling please, stay with me
For a while
I can't come to you
Because I'm not yet through
And I'm dying for your kiss,
But I'm living for your smile
Maybe it's just an illusion,
Maybe I'm wrapped up in guilt,
Maybe my imagination
Is drowning in pool of all the tears that I have spilled.
But I don't think that I'm crazy,
I don't believe it's in my mind
Our love has lasted such a long time
My heart's been
"My time is not much longer upon your earth.", the elderly woman whispers to the great spirit of life. It had been almost thirteen seasons, since she had last seen the face of her granddaughter, Kusuma. She was her heart. A truly delicate flower like her name.
It was thirteen seasons ago, that she sent Kusuma out to retrieve water from a stream that was not too far away. A simple chore that her granddaughter had done many times before. For this day, however, a strange feel was upon the air. As she thinks back to that time, a storm was coming in from the north. It was more powerful than she had ever seen before. For three days, it was wind an
A flame burns
the glow has never faded
rain
snow
nothing can reduce it's light
no force can take away the glow
lips to kiss
full breasts to embrace
figure that becomes one with you
the beating within my chest will never stop
the warmth of the flame will never be dimmed
a flame burns forever in me
she is my happiness...
A step into the sunrise
Why do not people see it?
A peaceful walk down the street
Why do not people take it?
A woman's plea for help
Why do people not respond to it?
A man truly hungry for food
Why do people just pass him by?
A lonely heart searching for an answer
Why do we not listen?
A heart searching for true love
Why does truth go and lies stay?
Why is there so much anger in the world?
Why is there so much hate ?
An apocalypse?
Why does everyone believe in false prophets?
Why has everyone forgotten to make the true light their center?
We have time to correct the wrong but we must not wait.
In the eyes a smile so strong
Small hands
Tiny fingers and toes
A smile full of energy and love
All that he is waits to grow
All that he will be waits to show
His happiness
Sacred
His joy
A gift
His life
Precious beyond all words
I will do my best for him
I will do all I can to protect this child
He is watched over by angels
He is guarded by late great grandfathers
Black
Cherokee
Filipino
Latin
He is a treasure to this world
A true blessing to so many
Guide him
Lead him
The road is his
In the eyes I see love and thanks
He is a gift to this family and more