Infatuation

I should really stop

looking for your face in every crowd or

taking a double look if it was you on the sidewalk.

I should really stop

anticipating for that next chance encounter or

counting the days I haven’t seen a glimpse of you.

I should really stop

wondering where you are right now or

finding relief at the thought of sharing the same virtual space when you’re online on Facebook.

I should really stop

reminiscing the first time I saw you or

replaying in my head that time you smiled at me.

I should really stop

thinking about you or

let alone write anything inspired by you.

I should, I most definitely should.

Here’s to movement

She’s coming from a dark phase
She’s coming from a dead end
She’s coming from mockery
She’s coming from abandonment


She’s been strolling through the edge of a cliff
where life and death meet
She’s been idling in the the playground
where the enemy lies with deceit


Hushed in whispers
Masked with a face
Slumbered underneath
Shut out, shut out from you and me


She’s going to the next phase
She’s going to the diversion
She’s going to the truth
She’s going to redemption


Here’s to eyes wide open
Here’s to a heart set forward
Here’s to a warrior in battle
Here’s to the movement

Delusion Angel

Daydream, delusion, limousine, eyelash.
Oh baby with your pretty face.
Drop a tear in my wineglass.
Look at those big eyes.
See what you mean to me.
Sweet-cakes and milkshakes.
I’m delusion angel, I’m fantasy parade,
I want you to know what I think.
Don’t want you to guess anymore.
You have no idea where I came from.
We have no idea where we’re going.
Latched in life, Like branches in a river,
Flowing downstream, Caught in the current,
I’ll carry you, You’ll carry me.
That’s how it could be, Don’t you know me?
Don’t you know me by now?

(Written by David Jewell for the movie Before Sunrise)

Could be ours

Love stories we see

in the movies could be ours,

if only we met.