Empty Love Dreams

This is where I want to be,
Don't bother me right now because I will cry,
Cuddled under soft mountains and angelic skies,
Wanting to go back and thinking of before,
Lying beneath and daydreaming of no more.


I flutter my lashes and pick up my skirt,
Let the wind drift and feel less hurt,
I think and think and stop all together,
Because what is the moon without the stars,
Who would I be without all my scars..

I want to fly

I am going to climb a cliff,
The reflection I see in the pristine waters above,
Will be filled with past laughter and unfilled love,
But down here as I walk,
I stumble and fall - always getting lost.


Getting older and seeing the lines on my hands,
They etch a story and they tell to much,
I think the things I appeal to- whither my touch,
Though my shoes are narrow and my ears are small,
I can see right through intentions and know if it's worth it at all.

I want to fly

The wind picks up once more,
Carries me under the slit through the door,
Lets me see things that are not there,
Tells me I can do it, but would I really care,
If it gave me weightlessness and shows me where to go,
If I give all my heart and not even know..

Blind as can be,
Imprisoned or free...

" You can fly if you believe."