You're The Universe

If you don't feel the wind when it hugs your hair,

it's maybe cause they flow the same,

if you don't hear what the forest has to share,

it's cause you're familiar with the waves,

like a symphony of peace, a melody of love.

When you'll notice the ebbs and flows of life

remind you of the beats in your heart,

and all the ups and downs of time,

it's cause you need the dark, in order to see light.

The beautiful dawn is inspiring, they've said,

when your excitement can't wait to get out of bed,

and go watch the stoic bees as they collect,

the essence of life, the purpose they've met.

That's how you will know your true worth,

with the trees and the stars you will converse,

and your simple joyful days you'll unearth.

You are the masterpiece; you are the love!

You're the Universe!

Skies

There's something magical about planes,

flying through the blue, like my mind over to you.

They help bring us closer; similarly my thoughts do that too.

It's been some time since I saw your face,

or touched your hands, or embraced that soothing energy you always radiate,

I miss that kind smile, but there's no haste,

to joy and love, that's what you always say.

There's ways to connect through the skies,

be it with a rushing plane, or looking at the moon,

from distance sharing the same gray silhouette,

but beautifully meeting our eyes,

like that last time, oh I can't forget,

that glowing charm, that stare so sweet,

as we said goodbye on 7th street,

no words were said, that I might regret,

but the moment begged for silence,

as it was forging a future encounter,

and here I am, among clouds soaring,

while my spirit even higher,

as the plane forward continues,

so does our journey.

I am a Mug

You think of me a simple joy in your life,

but it's probably cause of the coffee I hold,

while it's close to the nose is when you find,

that aroma is a pure pleasure and more.

I like your touch, every day it feels so pristine,

like when birds hug flowers in the spring,

exchanging heat is our daily routine,

and all I can do is be still.

Mornings I like, cause I adore your embrace,

while you pour your favorite drink or take a sip,

it's an easy choice, the latter is my favorite place,

it's a win-win, a fiery encounter exchanging a gift.

I can guess your mood by what you're having,

if it's water maybe you had a drink or two last night,

or perhaps you're wanting a great start to the day,

coffee is always on the menu,

tea is the meditation drink,

the ones that makes you think,

and I always think of you.

North Pole

My dark eyes match the sky,

it's winter time in Canada,

there's gorgeous flashes like the sight,

I've seen on your face tonight.

Those auroras will likely fall,

down from the heavens to dance with us.

They will sing the tunes of the North Pole,

they will shatter time, melt the ice,

caress the icebergs of the oceans,

frozen lands that could entice,

the northern lights set us in motion.

You move the hands with the wind,

your flesh brightly blossoms soon,

under the shine of the deep night,

the space can see your spirit bloom.

Vividly, you raise your head,

with eyes glued to the deep end,

of space and time, there's no dimension,

to hold a place for our fiery tension,

it's cold out there, but you can't feel,

the rising stars; the spotlight steal.

You're one with them, I see no difference,

you're made of stars, you're worth the patience,

to cross the seas, and all the rush,

to see you here; this time's enough.

Recalling You

I set off to find the dreams,

thinking where have I seen you before.

I'm bad with faces, not good with names.

But I recall your look ashore,

where you and I would play the games,

of love and lust, we had no trust,

in others no,

but somehow the waves would wash the doubt,

of the unknown that lied within,

it was just you and me, no breathing.

Breathless was I, on the sands,

we locked in hearts, and held hands,

the kind of hold that nothing hinders,

a hold of kindly interlocking fingers,

where passion flows,

where love grows,

along the night that's never ending,

throughout the sunlight that it's pretending,

to travels skies and change the colors,

from blue to red, across the harbors,

it's casting light, to leave no shadows.

The winds are silent, there's no movement,

you play with my hair, just for amusement,

the nightly darkness slowly numbs,

the vibrant looks, what they become,

though the gloom is set in place,

I can't forget that beautiful face.

Silhouette

It was fate or maybe time,

that spoke the truth,

yours and mine,

while our lives,

glide over the silence left behind.

I found peace within me,

and the world is here again,

left one behind, a silhouette.

I called the sky, the stars nearby,

they blinked instead,

twinkling life where I am.

All the worlds now shine so far,

and the journey is destiny,

the silhouette is lost in time,

and there's no space for its agony.

You

When the sun just wakes,

and the dawn awaits for you,

running to the lakes,

is what you love to do.

You feel the breeze,

and speed of life,

there's only joyful peace,

right where you are.

You jump up high,

to touch the sky,

this is your place,

to express yourself and dance.

When feeling down,

this is your hideaway,

and the time slows down,

for all the moments to stay,

within you rush disappears,

the view is clear,

it's you.