Some of its just trancedental,some of its just really dumb

i sit here
looking,observing
at all the love
love is everywhere
in everyone
and if you look closely
its in the air
my bench loves me
it has given me company
and it has given me a bed
it has helped me through
smiled with me
and hugged me when i cried
love has never been my friend
has always slipped me by
and sometimes left me in the cold
i found the bench
when love abandoned me
my love is for the taking
there is so much love to give
but i have given it to only the air
where it just floats away
who will catch it
i dont know
when will it be caught
i dont know
but i do know the bench
and i can come to it
it will be there for me
on chily nights
with noone around
i will lie on the bench
and look at the stars
i close my eyes
and i see you.

Hope

as we walk down
it s the beautiful strangers that catch our eye
its the possibility
the promises
hope is everything we live by
i knew a girl once
i only met her once
but she changed my life
the only thing i hope for
is that she feels
the same way i do
albeit our paths may never cross
all i can do is hope
love likes to be sad
is it the sadness that comforts us
but flashes of hope
that elate us
time has taken over
and only if they meet
will i live again.
one look
etched on my mind
but hope drives me away
to the eyes in front of me
which have all the love to give
hope is what holds us back
hope is what takes us to where we belong
hope is what takes me forward.
out of sight
out of mind
the flashes will remain
and i will live by them
taking me back
leting me know i can feel
we are vulnerable
leting me know we have no defences
our boundaries are mush
which can be washed away
with a look.
open your mind
and look up
the sky will take you forward
to where you belong
and to the life you want to meet.

The Known Future

the first time i saw you
you looked straight at me
i didnt see you
the class never seemed so distant
the mountains out felt like home
the thread i held onto
broke knowing then that you
were not part of the year
seeing you again
i want them to meet
but im opening
and my face will rise
to look at what will be
my life staring back at me.

The Story of a Heart

what is it about the night
the sun reminds us about our sanity
it tells us not to lose ourself
but love flourishes when you do
ever looked at the evening sun
set before your eyes with your love in your arms
the sun wants us to love
but its the evening sun protective ,loving,overbearing
ever had an encounter with someone ,
it lasts a lifetime
the most beautiful being
knowing you will meet again
but not in your youth
you can only hope that you're brought back
when you see that face again
to the youthful abashedness you loved
we began one night
our first kiss couldnt wait
for our blurry speech to complete
the night protected us
our skin felt the chills of the open air,
the freedomof going back to our ancestral beings
the night enveloped us.
our bodies kept each other warm
not caring about anything
our thoughts were flowing
like the water we were in
being sunken only to ensure you stay with air
seeing the faithful dog
who we beleive brought us together
for what would be our last day
fate ensured we would embrace
not one last timebut several put together
gut feelings exchanged
hanging by a thread wich was as strong as our hope
that that day would not be the end
miracles causing doors to open with you standing in front
and i
wanting to look at you forever.
those perplexed eyes
which then smile at me
i melt inside
knowing at that point
that i was the luckiest boy in the world
but also not .
we could call it the the power of the friendly dog
who gave me life for only a day
i lived that day.
the night falls again
our last moments
the ocean tells me to smile
the winds blows our hair over
our speech is blurry
as our thoughts try to hide behind them
the purple sky looks at her,
and bows
the full moon
shows me her beauty
as our last few steps together beckon
we reach our last destination
and then she looks up at me with those big brown eyes
and i know she has entered my heart
one last kiss
one last embrace
and all she has is a stone
the spanish tradition followed
in a different partof the world
one last lookand my life ends
with the words i will see you again my love
and her smile plasters my heart
and her eyes dry mine.