Showing posts from September, 2013

My blank, unfilled.

No longer afraid of birds ..
should've envied them  maybe my fear was envy  All along. 
The way they soar 
Light as a feather 
fea ther ..2 smooth syllables 
2 smooth wings 
sails try to imitate  the way they race against the wind 
But humans don't control these birds ..these birds are their own captain 
Close your eyes 
..picture the unbroken 
....soaring wings 
Just  Love 
Love your wings 
Freedom within the earth'sky 
Dreams as unlimited as the stars 
Fly high up there 
where the skies are clear 
Sounds aren't near or far 
Crickets sing the metronome rhythm.
less of all sad things,
an abundant increase of ________ .

closed tulips

the quiet nights aren't as quiet as they may seem  surrender to love  because being loved is your number one dream  and who are they to tell you no  don't listen to anyone but the one who holds you close  not his voice  but his eyes let them talk  listen to his heart  as it beats  as you lay on his chest  that rhythm was made for you  you were made for him  efflorecent memoir  of  closed tulips  tu lips  two lips  kiss  as your love blooms  reaching an optimum stage of development  efflorescently. .. .

Message in a Mug

be. proud. of. who. you. are. 

Inspired by the Couple on the Train

I'm obsessed with this young couple on the 1 train. The girl is so pretty to me. Not a model, just plain pretty. Dark brown (almost black-but not black) hair. Pale skin but not like a white person. She has melanin but still somehow, she's a perfect pale. Her complexion is a lot like a crayon, its all just one color. 
She has these slanted eyes, with the longest dark lashes. Wearing a white pocket tee, with the sleeves cuffed, tucked into a grey wool skirt, black tights, and black patent-leather loafers. Sounds gloomy but she has a mustard-yellow, vintage leather messenger bag, that adds the perfect touch of color to her fit. 
The guy seems a little fem for me ..but hey, everyone doesnt have to be tough. They're riding uptown with me ... so they're probably Dominican. Stereotyping? Not with intentions to, I guess I just want them to be my people.
Anyways, she's just so pretty to me. I know he too sees her beauty. He stares at her like he loves her with all of his heart…