Wednesday, June 14, 2000

Love and Change

Here's an old one I found today... I think it must be from around 1999/2000

Smart and strong, bold and quietly loud. I was a raging storm,
a world unto myself.
A hundred tunes may I have heard, a million words spoken. A sea of lands I have seen and a book-full of eyes read. World I saw, and worlds I became. With every move, ascending futher.
Every move made with the same innocent, drawing, power.
With every move knowing more and having less
until I sensed and unknown you.

Something about your unspoken word, something about those eyes. Now the same melody sounds somehow different, the same old light brush of your skin lingers longer on mine.
I realise
When you're in love every tune has a song and every song a meaning
Every look has an open secret and every word a hidden passion
Every touch has a desire and every kiss has a perfect promise

I realise
Love makes me blind and yet opens my eyes like never before
Love binds me and still sets me free
Love steps up to me, and still brings me down to itself
Love is a contradiction, but also an affirmation
Love is change
I realise
You will leave me changed.


Tuesday, July 6, 1999

We're all the same

You see them. Oh so fine and mighty.
So confident and funny and smart. Oh so perfect, so likeable.

But underneath all the grandoise
We are all the same. We're all meek creatures
with the same needs.

All with our emotions and insecurities and egos.
We all need the same things. Love, attention, confidence. And all pursuing the same goals.

Happiness and satisfaction.

No one is greater, no one is better. We are all just human.
All just meek desperate creatures.

Tuesday, May 25, 1999

A restless soul

From somewhere low in a small room
A pen writes the loneliness of a soul
It beautifully structures into words
All the feeling poured into it
The ache of a heart,
The emptiness of a soul
The hopelessness of hope
And unwilling surrender of dreams.

It writes about ambitions and aspirations
Past losses
And plans for future success
It writes with a vision to one day have a reality
that will meet the written dream.
Best wishes to the pen and the restless soul.

Monday, January 18, 1999

In your eyes

In your eyes, in your eyes
I see laughter and honesty
In your eyes, in your eyes
I see fear and insecurity
In your eyes I see
The truth that makes you, you
In your eyes, in your eyes
I saw your soul and knew.