Awakened Senses

I see 
beauty in the mundane
history made in each moment
hope in the merciless


I hear
music in the wind
laughter in the dawn
cries in the dark

I feel
kisses in the falling snow
heartache in broken promises
pride in a dream accomplished


I taste

tears of angels in the rain

sweetness in sunshine

bitter realities of untapped potential

I touch

clouds with my imagination

hearts with my kindness

minds with my heart

My Life is a Story for Memories to Fill

My eye is a room that seeks more frill
My body is a maze for those with skill
My foot is a root with an iron will
My hand is a bird that can't be still
My mind is a place for knowledge to thrill
My heart is a well for love to instill

The Time has Come

The time has come the heart has said

to speak of harder things

of truth and life and broken hearts

of baggages and strings

And why the world is lost in rot

and if Winters lead to Springs.

Open Book

I live as an Open Book
Hide and seek is fear's favorite game
But I choose to let the world look
To own my pride and shame


Better to leaf through uncomfortable pages
and let real truth be what real eyes see
Than be trapped within society's mazes
Or let abundant lies wash over me


To be covered in untruth's sticky grit
A self caught in loathing
I cannot fathom it
I'd rather be free, ever growing


Know thyself and let true self not fade
It is the only thing you are meant to be
If not you remain a simple shade
Always dependent on the sun and the tree.

Urge.

I have tasted those of the tender persuasion
a sweet and tangy sensation
that melts away the timidity of lips
While these hands guided rolling hips


I have watched wide eyes roll
As I watched dreams be made whole
Supple skins have filled my searching palm
Whispered words make wails whimper and go calm


I have seen dampened hair stick to moistened skin
The line between two quickly made thin
Mesh of skin and sweat and spit
Something pure in the dirtiness of it


I have smelt the faint traces of soft scent
that leave a searched memory content
Knowing of a past that was satisfactory
A moment in time between Aphrodite and me.