Writer, artist, truth seeker, adventurer... Undressing souls while finding peace among the pieces....Muse Unraveled
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Into Dreams..
...Where people dance away the night
Where laughter thrives and youth abides
In this land there’s much to do
Where every thought becomes your truth
All these things I wish to see
I close my eyes and then I dream…
Where laughter thrives and youth abides
In this land there’s much to do
Where every thought becomes your truth
All these things I wish to see
I close my eyes and then I dream…
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
HANDS
HANDS ARE OUR EXPRESSIONS
TO OUR FEELINGS INSIDE
WHETHER TOUCHING OR CARESSING
YOUR HEART THEY WILL ABIDE
A HAND TO HELP A FRIEND
A GUIDE TO HELP A BROTHER
A TOUCH FROM BABE TO MOTHER
A CARESS FROM LOVE TO LOVER
ENTERTWINING FINGERS
FEELING WARM AND SAFE
YOUR HANDS ARE YOUR REFLECTORS
IT..S WITH THEM THAT YOU EMBRACE
AS A LOVERS HANDS
RUNS SWIFTLY OVER YOU
THEIR TOUCH IGNITES A FIRE
THERES NOTHING YOU CAN DO
DISCOVERING NEW CONTOURS
IT SEEMS A LOVERS MAZE
AND WHEN YOU FEEL ITS PRESSURE
IT SENDS YOUR MIND ABLAZE
YOUR HANDS BRING THE FINAL CLOSURE
THE SENSURE THAT I NEED
PUT YOUR HANDS UPON ME
AND SET MY BODY FREE..
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“Hope is the dream of a soul awake.”

“Hope is the dream of a soul awake.”