All I Want

I want you…

I want you to know that I am dazed by you,

I want you for you; a soul with a meek ambiance, 

I want you to see how I see you…a perfected masterpiece!

I want you to know that I am your pillow when you need one,

I want you for the heart you hold, the smile on your face and the adorable giggles you make.

I want you to walk with me to the shores of bliss and all things wonderful,

I want you to believe in us, a union made by the gods themselves.

I want you for me as I will eternally be yours to love...

I want you to be you because that’s who I want,

I want you and no one else in this world...

I want you to hold my hand as we immortalize what we have,

I want you to kiss the heart in me as I will for you,

I want you to be the one I kiss every morning and every night,

I want you to be the dream I have longed for,

I want you to be everything I have ever wanted and more…

All I want is to gaze in those lovely eyes, O’ they are so beautiful!

For the life in me…all I want is you!

Is that too much to ask for!?


This piece was inspired by Ozzy's song "I Just Want You."

Divine and Charming Floret

Starlight, star bright...
Let the light from far beyond
Shine through the spector they know her by,
Like a morning glory, her purple petals will blossom
And she’ll rise like the phoenix she is…  
To reveal the ornate splendor she holds…
She will creep to the galaxies and touch each
And every star like the adorable toes on her feet.


High in the night skies…her majestic grandeur
Glimmers like an Orion descending to the Earth
A lone bloom to the eyes and thoughts she is,
The envy of Aphrodite and Venus she is,
A mystic fascination she is…
O’ how wonderful it is just to gape
At the marvel she is..


A forgotten charm lurks
Like a story untold…
She wanders gracefully like a
Lost songbird gliding through a rose maze,
As a flute softly plays from lands unknown…
Her wanderlust’s enchantment to touch glee rises,
Once again as it was when her wings flapped
With a vigor to be…to be whole.
As her royal heart throbs with a passion tune
She sets off  flames of a holy adulation. 

The Bird That Flew Away

If the sun would speak,

I’d have many tales for it…

For I have seen, done and been everywhere I’d imagined.

Some may call it a joke, others a mystery but I rather call it a miracle,

They who seek the "whys" and the "if

s" of what they thought was unfair,

Know not that I did it, I wrote my script and lived it, like a pearl beneath the sea

I was that little bit of brilliance among the corals of the world.

So why then do you still ask why I closed my eyes?

An escapade that turned out so right,

So ripe that the world listened to the voice in me,

That little girl in me came alive then,

This was the secret to my freedom.

Not a very well kept one.

My wish is  that the heavens will open for every child out there ..

Let them see that this world is right for them as it was for me.

Joy washed me every time I see people wearing pretty smiles,

Yet you still ask why I closed my eyes!

  

If the moon told me night stories,

Every child would sleep with a smile as I did,

For I told it the truth, my happy realities.

I found me, I loved myself and I liked all that came my way,

But why do you ask yourself why my eyes remain closed?

Thank you, Maya Angelou.

Dreamscape (Haiku)

Morning brings delight

 As the sun warms my cold face,

I smile and giggle.

Is this all a dream?

If it is, I must not awake,

Forever I wish it so. 

My Face

My face is all they see, 

They stare and wonder not much,
They see me kind...
And hopeful and everything they want to see.

Sometimes the mirror lies,
My face is a divisive tool that fools,
It has a story, not a neat one but it tells who I am,
My face is not fine yet you look and judge
And fit me in your own little image!

My face is a coincidence,
A yinyang of both good and bad,
I look at it but I fail to see me,
Like the shores of an ocean it changes and loses shape.
But it doesn't change who I am inside...
My face is false and may have no grace,
It may not even hold pride for the person I am.

Sometimes it is as sunken as the stones beneath the waters,
Sometimes it is as high as the clouds and I like it then,
Sometimes it wonders between the line of what makes me me,
Yet through all this, I know that I am who I think I am.

Always

When life bares no meaning,

I will seek for your touch and embrace its warmth,

When I am cold and my heart is without a beat, 

I will ask for yours then I will live again,

When my darkness falls,

You will be the torch to see us through life's foggy perils,

Like a glider you will steer us clear from our fears...

As we cling to the soothing feel of our emotions,

Whenever I feel lost...you will be there,

As I will for you and for us.