Tuesday, July 20, 2010

You Make Me Happy

You make me happy.

Energetic you, Understanding you, Funny You, Encouraging you, Adventurous You, Mischievous you, Poetic You, Attractive You, Simple You, Complex You, Elegant You, Imperfect You, Sexy You, Sad you, Happy You, Patient you, Considerate you, Fighter You, Creative you…..

So now the question why does it take you to make me happy?

Well that’s simple, I only noticed you because you reflect me like no other.

You see there is no other you, when it comes to me seeing myself thru you.

So when I say you make me happy, I’m simply saying thank you, for taking the time of giving me you, much like a mirror you just stand there and compliment the beautiful me that I see in you. Yes happiness comes from within, yet we need that friendly reminder, much like a mirror to remind us just how beautiful we are.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Cheery Chocolate Kisses

Cherry Chocolate Kisses

I close my eyes to change the time, the time when I will taste.

I close my eyes to hear the space the space between our breaths.

I close my eyese to hear your breath, the breath unlike your last.

I close my eyes to feel time slow, love now change our past.

I close my eyes to see you move, you dance within my dreams.

I close my eyes to see you dance, you move as though on stage.

I close my eye to see you smile, your lips like fresh picked cherries.

I close my eyes to dance to you, to meet you in this trance.

I close my eyes to hold your hands, they glide between my fingers.

I close my eyes to hold you close and now we have romance.

I close my eyes to see your thoughts you wonder were I’ve been.

I close my eyes and now we dream of cherry chocolate kisses.

I close my eyes the pain no more, you melt within my grasp.

I close my eyes embrace this time, this time of cherry chocolate kisses.

Rise Above

Rise Above:
We're standing to fight; some battles are done with our hands in our face others we simply stand strong.
Some battles are won with a simple sincere look in our face, that of reassurance that we are still there for the injured or those that require our reassurance.
Today my heart is full as I again attempt to carry the weight of the world on my shoulders, at the same time I say cures words at myself (You stupid guy, WILL you ever learn!) but still I choose to rise above and interpreter this thing life is trying to tell me.

The Higher calling:

So we ask ourselves everyday what the hell am I even doing here? It hurts, I feel useless....I always seem to miss the mark.
Yet we choose to stay, you see there is a higher calling, at times we're lost in translation, but we know, we know there is a higher calling and for that, for that we stand.

The Journey:
So today a new day, we rise and we're ready for whatever life serves us, again the choice to rise above.
Some days we don't know why we make this choice, but most days we do internally. You see right now life is the only constant thing in our lives.
It hurts but its constant, so life we choose, we continue the journey in search, because we know we've tasted a different flavor, surely it's still there.

Right there with you:
Some days it's not worth waking, yesterday was too much!! Then here come a nagging little bird at your window, he chirps and yells. WTF! You think to yourself, go away little bird! Yesterday was too confusing, I don't want anymore of your games!
Not today, I don't feel like it, I don't want to play, still yet the little bird is right there with you, he chirps and bang his head against your window. Why bird? don't do that....you'll hurt yourself and I don't have time...Still the little bird stays right there with you, now you get up out of frustration as you do so the little bird fly away. He turns his head back look you in the eye and winks and there is a familiar sound that goes off in your head "Rise Above" the little bird says as it fly away. You find a new strength now that your up and about, you look out the window and you see there the blooming of a new rose.

I can't breath!
A couple hours have gone since the sun rose on my head, already the attacks are coming, I can't breath! not another day of this shit! Why did we call this love? It fucking hurts….
I don't want to stand! It’s not worth it….
Suddenly your little bird appears and says calmly, "I stand here with you, love is real and I will breathe for you"

The Morning angel and the Evening Angel.
The reason there are two is because it's required.
The morning angel represents your strengths: Your beauty, your energy, the one you so willingly share to bring a smile to others that need you, to them you play the role of "the little bird, you help them breathe". The morning angel is also the Angel that is attacked, your bright presents is not welcomed by those that choose to live in the dark. This is where you simply stand, your patience will show that that other side to life.

The Evening Angel:
This is all your weakness: You often wonder why she even exists, well here is why. The evening angel at the end of the day, when it raises it limps away with all your pain and sorrows, your tears, your heartbreaks, your disappointments at the end of these tasks she's exhausted, yet it brings sleep to your head and works all night to be sure the morning angel is ready for duty. Tomorrow is a new day, new possibilities and a chance for change. None the less, you will always need the strengths of all elements that make you who you are. As you choose to rise!…Rise Above!

You are that special someone, that only you can be, your duty is unique and there is a higher calling. Now go shine your light!

Sunday, July 11, 2010

A Friend In My Dreams

In my dreams I have a friend, cuties thing you ever did see, it’s a ball of light about the size of a ping pong ball, it always dances and buzz around for me, being the guardian to my happy side. Even in its fun silly ways; there is wisdom to be drawn from it if you calm enough to observe its ways, each move ever so calculated. Its gifts so personalized, gifts of my heritage, that of my love for music, the arts, that of my taste for life, for flavors of my childhood meals. When inquire of its being. It stops pauses as if studying my question then continues to dance and buzz. Often I find untouched parts of my heart dancing in step with its moves; we get along like hand and glove. We laugh together, sing together, cry together but no matter the occasion, it’s just awesome when we’re together, such abundance of youth is restored when we’re together. Within all this energy of fun and youth it also helps me to calm, it laughs at my questions of “why”, “how” now I understand in the midst of life’s challenges and constant bash, the secret to success is that you find true love and when you do keep it close. Now I’m as alive as my friend, you see the day draws near that our friendship will no longer be a dream. I thank my ball of light for staying in my dreams, for reminding me that living without true love is fast death, certainly NO way of living. Not only has it reminded me of this trivial fact, it goes on to hold my hands and lead me when I forget the steps to the tunes I must dance to. Today I enjoy my dreams, tomorrow I will open my eyes and we will hold hands, I enjoy each night’s dream and look to awake to tomorrow. I’m grateful to my friend and questions no more, I only thank this light for giving me the gift of its submission and finally to learn to love my dreams, you see some could say how can I love a thing I have not met. They question because they have not met my friend, I just smile and move on, the end.