I want you to stay

I want you to stay
Not only in my head
Not only in my dreams
But also in my desires,
I want us to make
Our own reality.

Hold me now
And I will hold you too,
On your hard days
I’ll be there for you,
On mine
We will hug for hours
In silence.
You will make me dinner
And I’ll dance for you afterwards.
You will look at me with desire,
You will want me
In that moment
And then…
Then we will make love
For hours on end.

I want you to stay
So the years become ours.

 

Butterfly field

Butterfly in me,
Trying to reach
The passion in you
In a field of unknowns
Wanted to fly
To watch from above
So I can keep you close
In my field
That’s waiting for you
To appear.

Butterfly in me,
Now you are close
Walking in my field
That’s filled with passion
For you
Wanting to take every layer
To peel and discover
So you can be mine
When the winter will come.

 

My Muse

You are like endless music

That’s playing in my ears all day,

Your smile

Is like the sun

Whilst your creativity

Turns me on.

I want to go further

And write everything

To you,

I want to take my  words

And dance with them

As far as possible so that I can get to you.

 

You are my muse

By day and by night,

You are my passion

From moment to moment.

You are my focus

Which never fades.

You are my reality

That never ends

 

When i will find you – April 25

There is an emptiness
No one is filling now
When I will find you
I will love you
Endlessly

When I will find you
We will be one forever

When I will find you
You will have the morning smell
That I hungered for years ago

When I will find you
Silence will be a beautiful moment

When I will find you
Tears will fall from your words

When I will find you
There will be no doubt

When I will find you
Kisses will be like sugar

When I will find you
Your touch will be like silk

When I will find you
You will know

Your soul will burn with a passion
When I will find you.

 

My Little Monsters – April 19

A million people
Walking in front of me,
And I, as though blind
Walking the streets
Like a drunk.

I lost my way
Years ago,
I thought I was not pretty,
I thought I was not good enough
And let strangers into my life and judge me,
I respected people who gave me a lack of respect
And thought bad was good,
I was blind.

Years ago
I was deaf,
Good words
Were just like bad words
Which turned into little monsters.
They would come and go,
They would be given freely,
They would always plague my thoughts.

I am now back to life,
I have joy
And am filled With Love.
I love myself
And I know
I will keep on smiling

I free you all in love
My Little Monsters

 

Too many words – April 16

Too many words
That talk
And speak to me,
It’s like I cannot not hear them
Or maybe I do not want to hear;
They come and go.
There is an emptiness inside of me
Which none of them can fill.

Too many words,
With such simplicity
They roll on their tongues;
Big words.
They think they know who I am
But they do not.

Too many words
I have lost,
Better for me to shut up
And play the game.
Anyway, in one moment
It will all be over.

 

The Path – April 14

The path between reality and imagination
The path between turning words into action
The path between the fantasies and the desire
The path between crazy and normal
The path between falsehood and truth
The path between now and then
The path between the fire in me and the fire in you
The path between my thoughts and your realities
The path between what ares and what ifs
The path between the here and there
The path between you and me
Is now an empty space
Slowly shortening
To a point.

 

To get a grip – April 11

I need to get a grip of myself
And be strong,
I need to laugh more
And dance in the street,
I want to be loved
And I want to be in love,
I want to get up in the morning
And smile to the world,
I want you
Strong and close,
I want to hear your heartbeat
And dance to its sound,
I want
To follow my heart
And never let it go,
I want it deep in my soul.

 

Quatre

 

No Peace Inside – April 8

I’m looking for freedom
From my thoughts
Looking for something “real”
I’m tired of living in my dreams.
I hold nothing
But I’m excited by the unknown,
I have no peace inside me
Where I scream
But no one hears.