one day, perhaps.

A long time ago, there was a river

where the purest love flowed into the streams, abundant, overflowing with pride in its own vivacious waters

love trickled down rocks, moss, greenery, and into people…

people who lived in society and felt that money was more important than water, this water of love

how funny to think, an essential necessity for life wasn’t as important as something you can live without

the more society built, the less this water was found, ‘the drought’ they called it…

but we all knew… those who could keep the elixir of hope, would one day bring it back.

and in an event…

The stars gleamed profusely through her eyes

it was like a supernova being reborn again

innocence turning into a blossomed tree

the way she smiled, she looked so free

soul ignites with fire, passion burning through the doubts, through the mouths

she looks down, swaying her hips, conveying my truths into her religion of… bliss

 

Persian Carpets

I guess I didn’t want to wait around to decide

I was the reason you had me on your mind,

now you’re off on tour

A waiting game, a chasing charade

waking up Paris with flowers in my hair

Persian carpets in the air…

Bringing up everything you knew about us, but it just seems so distant..

You just keep being so persistent

The stars don’t shine in your eyes the way they used to

My galaxy doesn’t reflect in your guitar

My love can’t you believe this is the end?

Sing me another melody

persuade another lady

I know you’ve said this a million times, but baby your tune isn’t changing.

-LorenAtSunset

Twenty-Four

24 hours in one day,

365 days in one year,

time is the essence,

or so i was told,

the calculation of death

or live a life essentially full of basic necessities,

aspire, create, do, live, breathe…

what is it i’m trying to achieve?

why retire when you can live, why live on 24 hours when you can break dawn

why go to sleep, when you can stay up and see the sun rise…

separation of dark and light

separation of mind over matter

what is light and what is dark

if a mind is constantly complex on it’s internal clock.

24. 24. 24.

why must you be the extreme limit of time?

Gypsy

I was induced by your love

Seduced by Poison, conquered my defeat

Questioning why I wasn’t being chosen

I realized your lies so often

No consideration

The hurt obtained

Left behind so much pain

How could you be so vain?

Said that you loved me but it was never self proclaimed

Respect and faithfulness went hand in hand

So who was that lady who left her earrings on your night stand?

& like a heart attack… i know i can’t turn back.

still I can’t get out
She’s all I think about
Can’t let her go
It’s who you know

We came down to watch the world walk by
And all she found was trouble in my eyes
From the sky she pulled me down tonight
Let her go

She moves fast, takes control
And like a heart attack, I know I can’t turn back

Rough Landing Holly- Yellowcard