If I could paint you a picture then put it into words That would give the emote the justice it deserves Here I will serve high beams and fishnet dreams For lavish openings to incarnate wings Through these words that comprise An unburdened eye to realize That the paint of Life within lies
Tag: Spirit
We’re All Suppose To Dream
i’d clear what needs to be a film of a clouded stream in a clear view i brightly see my focus is precise, i dream
I Dream In Real Color
My world begins when you leave But I’d like you around so we both could dream My plea won’t make you stay This song won’t provoke you either way Yet I bleed… Can we see in the same color? Can we dream together?
It’s What You Put Into Your Dreams
what if I was really everything I was was suppose to be… how far could a reach behold me… what there in distance would search me… and how wide a range of an air speed… could levitate the center of each speech…
It’s Ok To Be Human, It Happens To Everybody
I am my own enemy, my own best friend my worst nightmare, my dream that never ends I cringe, I suspend, I embrace, I let in beautiful never-ending lucid offense
As Life Calls So Should You
the chance you take may be the only chance you get
