Pirate dream

Pirate!
Pirate!
One drop of my tears into your vast ocean...
Will be just a full Whiskey bottle left behind.
Your river was too fast...
I could not swim.
Deep are those waters.
Deep is his soul.
Under those eyes...
So much more then see.
His passion thundering...
Rare raw pure bravery heart found.
His soul is looking for ripples,
Wondering encounters...
Gives him an universe nipple.
An old book scent,
Left in my darkness...
From the unknown traveled.
Longing for an empty bottle...
Poems that could be shared.
Both sharing a tender shadow,
Living under the same arrow.
Pirate!
Pirate!
You left without saying goodbye...
Just a full Whiskey bottle
left behind.

The dark and the light...

  
The dark and the light...
The creation of illusion;

Were the light is dark and the dark is light,

When, what is not enlighten is the one to see.

"That" needs the enlightenment to see behind the light,

Into the four corners of the soul in darkness.

"Were" all moments are there to be experienced,

By the moments of eternal time...

My love for you and me lives inside and change.

 This love has waves that go down and up.

You can stain, hurt, beat it up, but this love that lives inside of me will always change and continue to grow with you or without you.

This love lives inside.

This love loves more me than you.

You only help to define inside of me...

What love really means.

Me for me.

I have my definition!

You have yours.

I have my love!

You have yours.

Each person that I encounter in life...

Will help me to define love.

Will help to experience love.

 You can give...

Pain, betrayal, lies, whys!

My love will stain...

Will go to its own darkness! 

Then,

Will change...

Will grow...

Will stay...

Always

Inside

of me.

Grey

Green eyed ghost...
Slept in my reality.
Left me empty,
Left me nothing!
Stories were lies,
Love stained,
Blood contained.
Hate and love rolled...
Together into the shame.
A bed of fear create.
Who are you?
What do you want?
My shadow? My fear? My pussy? My cheers?
Honesty you asked.
For what?
For freedom?
For clear conscious?
For tears?
To just show me...
To just show me...
The rotten memories,
That my illusion had to clear.
Grey...
Grey are the colors between us.

Black Wolf! White Wolf!

Broken wings of darkness
Tear apart my wonder,
Of what it is in this moment...
Trust is just forgotten
And love grow rotten.

Black Wolf! White Wolf!
Leak my poison soul,
Cure me with mature control.

Open wound of secure
Stitching the illusion of being,
Of what has never been...
Projection is just a script
And memory a happy guilt.

Black Wolf! White Wolf!
Leak my poison soul,
Cure me with mature control.

Golden rain of shame,

Orgasm without a frame.

Unlimited pleasure shared,

Rights and wrongs dared.

Taboo of what is allowed

In this body that speaks loud.

Expression before permission,

Tear apart all this addiction.

Past believed limitations,

Blocking all this transformation.

Visceral needs of unknown sensation

Decontrolled body of experimentation.

Fear of rejection by non acceptance

This free mad exploration...

Golden rain of shame,

Orgasm without a frame.

With just one...

To see behind the curtain of what it is

And touch the past and future...

With just one kiss.

To travel inside the whole meaning in ease

And grasp the sensing moment...

With just one tease.

To find beneath the soul the roots in peace

And weave my being in me...

With just one eternal bliss.

To be above the fear that knows in me

And create a new possibility

With just one hiss.

Creation of my creation,

Vision of my vision,

Reality in I...

Of what me can mean.