Queen with a lions mane
So this is how I am
My friends the sand and sea,
Spirit of my mind
And so I walked alone
The rocky beach and asked my friends
Of what myself could be
In this place where we all
we come and go
but you came along
a precious gem a rare find
and showed me what
the sand and sea can give
a moment of to be,
in my arms, is what I felt
the universe is my sea
castaway and didnt know
what to do when she
the claws of curiosity
touched and overturned me
there is the sun,
a queen with a lion mane
So I ask you now my friends
Where she all went and why
The neat and fine Sand said:
Togetherness,
Folly to be undone
The frothness Sea said:
To take off my quiet gloves
Touch and kiss her ruby lips
The Lion and the Fish
The Ordeal
Foulish retorics, I did not mean to judge, but you I do respect a lot
And if you'll choose to Queen another, vexed I should feel not,
Of all I felt in life, to love another, I would derogate myself in dark.
The Knight becomes a frailed guard, of a soul inscripted vow
The Queen becomes of whom, I would not want to know
The happening
Beamful cheeks, ruby lips and curly rivers plait,
I have seen, no longer my wish has to wait.
A different way, I could not see being apart,
My blood is dancing around my heart.
I would not guess, you'll come or not,
Days and nights, you, painter of my thought.
It is this place where all come and go
To the universe, the only, I could bow
A moment of being, my arms, is what they felt
You came, a choice your heart could ever ment
It is this place where all, the remedy of love and smile shall find,
The sand and sea, the speakers my mind.
And so I walked alone the rocky beach,
And asked my friends of what myself could reach.
The neat and fine Sand said:
Togetherness, it's folly to be undone
Your souls as one, they should become
The frothness Sea said:
Take off your quiet worn gloves
And kiss her like you watch a rose.
Days of May kept you around, we fantasized a lot,
A pleasure, together in the passion of a walk.
Abiders of a charming bloom within dusty paths and stony roads,
With love I'll take your hand, and paint it in a thousand songs
there is a high voice compliting her
a worn shining smile, appears
along the road a little man
beautiful like the romance,
of a painting stand alone...
in the galleria of the maestro
there, will it be the chance ?
to join the essence of her scarf
that leads the way to my behalf
of autumn leaves falling apart
and I could walk her away across the bridge
of a sparkling moment
and I could look into her eyes
and feel the wind drying her lips
lets take a boat and watch the lake
immoratal felt, it was her laugh
the touch I felt, is not enough
Every Monday
Shaped smile into her heart
It feels like the moment when shes back
The poem witnesses the born
Of a rare find, my favorite thorn
Pierce through the hope of every day
I'll wait her still with no delay
The giant moment has arrived,
Welcome to my charming stage,
Where everyone can watch the show
Thru a relaxing view.
I notice her into the crowd
Come on up and let wisdom be the elixir,
Of the innocent kiss and magic touch
A volunteer steps up onto my stage
I move her hair over her shoulder
She slightly bends her neck and look into my eyes
No words, just looks
Dont be afraid to let the spirit out
This is so exciting, I introduce her to my world
Of dark and light,
Of laughter and sadness
Of the desire to find the rare
A vivid tent just near the stage
I vanised into her beautiful hair
And feel the smell of the
Naked touch, that's so mysterious to me
Feeder of our perpetuum ride
