Dragon

 Dragon


The light green and blue tinges of the church can't talk about nothing but mysteries and flames of the dragon; in open space beautiful and warming you. -

- There was no rain , only many many stars and sort of a happiness; lights play great matches, spirits named always and dark may melt in anyway and not to be frightening nor threatening anymore

 - Love is for all without a doubt-though If I were a magician, I would find love everywhere and see everyday's  peace of mind. 

And even  when peace of mind is not easy to find  thirst for adventure  awakens my consciousness- too vivid- even more. And  life is precious even more- it is a day by day swirl.

Twisting cobblestone

Twisting cobblestone

My life is a twisting cobblestone, is it quick sand, lost or held in my hands?

 It goes on, like the everlasting fresh foam of spiral waves at sea,

Through fears of a lethal spell the Heavens put on me ;for loving you so fast.

I tasted your lips , the shapes of your body, searched your soul, encountered your spirit.

I now wonder as your mind displays  blue realms  in a navy sky too vast ;

If you'd be a murderer, a gambler , through  passion   and silent words.

My heart cries out "no", as do the images on my mind ,

And  my loving eyes want you more and more and more.  

My life is a twisting cobblestone, is it quick sand, lost or held in my hands?

Fears of  lethal breath in you , blood flows on, like the everlasting whip of spiral waves through lungs  

  

My heart cries out "no" , as do the images on my mind , 

And  my loving eyes want you more and more and more.