Pulling a new friend into
your life is a form of balance.
Its a ripple in the system
that is so beautiful...
Where do I get this treasured bliss?
I take the passion of life and I take the risks.
Life isn't for that fool to be me.
I can understand my happiness in a simple kiss.
I am up in th morning... alone.... and
I feel so strange. These have been
days of change. Lights and movement
so fond, yet far. Only once the severity
I am made from water.
My birth was forged from what
one can only say is far and deep,
away from reality. Cold winds blow
I am an emotion.
I surface each night
and feel the pain of yesterday.
I writhe. It is a power that
My world was a deep cesspool
of self hatred.
The irony of it all... the grandiosity
I am a Jeanie in a bottle.
A ripe age sent from the times long ago.
Here I am in todays world
The air supports life.
The canopy of leaves keeps my skin ivory.
I am exposed and I am free.
The sun rises and falls and all I have ever seen
I thought my life was well
rounded in a bottle.
I was aloof and trampled
by the weight of my despair.