Sometimes, I want to drown in the sea that I love so much and crave to be at its close proximity. I wish to see if it will love me with the same fervor and let me surface to meet its lover - the infinite sky.
My love may never be the same As Everytime, but it will be changing Like the seasons you love and hate At the same time; It will choke you by inundating In its ocean, while at times will Let you surface to see The endless sky. Darkness will fill the voids and Will call you in their siren's voice, Tear you apart to make you whole Yet will never be as The moment before.
The minor keys just speak to me Of someone that I used to be They hide inside my consciousness A lonely place I must confess The music plays and always slays Gray summer days and yellowed rays Of madness melting into rain And blue skies brushed against the grain Of certain tides that shift and ebb Like birds and bees or spider webs To catch your breath with slanted songs To listen as if we belong Between the notes still haunting me As secret light we never see In minor chords with fractured words To split my writings into thirds The first to fly The last to fall A second chance behind a wall Of sound and vision keeping beat With every new love that I meet We dance a while and can't forget The lyric lines we now regret As minor keys to fill my soul Rewriting life as stories told So far away from you and I While filling books with questions why Our dreams become the sum of one Our love reduced to just enough Our hearts intwined as twisted vines Our days replayed as darker lines To heal us as we re-invent And make our hurt less permanent But listen how the notes still play Accompany those thoughts that slay As psychocentric symphonies Of life played out in minor keys
I have sipped the whole night in her gaze I have pointlessly counted the stars of night I have toured through the lonesome fields, I have seen my lifetime, in a movie of dreams.
I have felt the fires warmth, with blaze In the shivering, drops of snow and freezing temperatures dropping from zephyr to snowball. I have imprints of you licking the same coffee of mine, feeling the warmth of the mug, hugging me like airtight.
I have seen the grudge of the rain God, Thunderstrom, might prevail , Keeping the earth under a sealing shroud. And when the rain flushes through the sky, Originating a somewhere, are small holds of marines
I have seen endless falls of the springtime flowers. Making,flowerbeds of divine kinds. I witness,the emotions of the naked trees and plants, When all they see is their leaves drying up so fast.
All these, awaken my senses, For all are my beloved belongings, Nature & it's seasons.