Blue Matter

Take me to a Valley, where the rain is blue. The sunset is vibrant with color, as the birds chirp a tune. Runaway Runaway. Take me to a Garden where the plants are full. Nourish your soul with gluttonous cravings. Runaway Runaway.. Take me to a valley where the meadows sway from side to side….

Handicap

I’ve noticed these percieved novelties, Infatuated by ancient vanity. Descendant of Eve. A Rarity of sorts. Coerced in the midst of love. Where is my heart? Locked in a chest on rainy days, Noah’s Arc. The sun has risen, your eyes, lips and body-language tell a story. Pillow talk, Words said while laying in parallel…

PURE

People paint a peculiar picture of vanity. Unrelenting ideas of what’s the perfect pretentions. Reflecting on what will be socially accepted. Experiencing self doubt on their own image. P.U.R.E Wake up to a splash of water to your face, Look in the mirror and smile at what reflects back. Never turn and look away in…