I must get away and so I fly – through valleys, between mountains and over streams. I spiral and swerve and swim through the sky over green trees My thoughts dance in the rain as I fly past these water fountains and reflections. To breath deeply is to drink the coldness outside; to feel is …

There is more to me than you. In quietnesses – I reign as an emperor or king and in daylight I am a warrior prince. I walk the endless deserts of my mind learning; finding purpose and accompanying myself through these unfamiliar places. What is important to me? What drives my journey that I must …

Maybe baby I could have told you that

Shine like the skin of water in the sun.

If I’d never met you, I’d not feel this way I do. I wouldn’t wonder why you affect me so. I wouldn’t think twice about myself or mind my ways. I would just get on with myself; without you. You are the pauses I make, the words I don’t say, the interruptions I have. I …

When I am sad, it’s as though life is melodic; a sweet symphony of sadness.

My eyes, my portal into the world, try to hold the storms inside, as the wind swirls and the thunder roars. I drift further, like drift wood from an island.

Life is an interesting peace from which we must all wake. But to what end?

Who do you want to be like? What repeat