Monday, September 15, 2008

the only thing that separates us in the space bar

so i just wrote this out of what
i was feeling or thinking at that 
moment.
enjoy.

i am the car that drives you
i am the voice that you hear
i am the soap that cleans you
you are the light in my year
we are the air they breathe
they are the ocean that ripples
we are the sun thats hot.
they are the ice thats melting
i am the space of time
you are the time of space
i am the plane that flies
you are the wind that guides
they are the ground below
they are begging us to visit
we bother our selves
they leave us alone
you are the sight
i have the sore eyes
i am the muscle
you are my goddess
they are the soilders
they obey
we are castles and hierarchy
they fall from the tree
i am the bad news
you are the good news
they are the judge
only good things come in twos 
we are kids in the sand
you are my woman
i am your man
you are the strings
i am my fingers
they are the audience
they are the enjoyers
we are the supporters
i am insane
you are in sane
they are out of sane
i am the thumb
you are the lighter
they are the fire
they existed
you are the white
i am the black
they are the grey 
they are the colour 
i am the salt
you are the pepper
they are the food
they taste so good
we are photography
i am the picture taker
you are the model
you are beautiful
they are the lens
the lens that sees what i see
you are gorgeous
i am honest
they should care
you are the souls of my shoes
i am what laces you together
they are the wood that scream
they are jealous of our freedom
we are proud
i am the city
you are the town
they are the world
yet to be found.
together we leave no room
for separation.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

i sense something.

something i came up with
after meeting a special person.
 
they check the bag and throw it 
there's no turning back now.
the turbines twist, it opens its arms
we climb sky high into the night.
we're two hours from our lives
they all kissed you and said goodbyes
no but not me, what a surprise.
your sitting and thinking and wondering
what makes this feeling turn.
missing you has to be worse then this burn.