Black sky over head stars in there twilight upon our earth darkness all around.Waiting for the sun to shine it day while we sleep away. A moon dime light shines gives us a raw of hope for when we wake.Black as we look in that place were light shall not be.Under the bed were we hide our hopes and dreams, hoping no one will ever seeOur protectors, dust bunnies guarding all we treasure.Our dreams we make as we slumber the night away.Purple sky as the sun rises into its new day, trying to wake this world and the rainbow of life to be.Coming alive, all the animals with songs of life, flowers slowly start there bloom.Tulips standing in the green mist of the morning dew were there purple comes true to bloom.Showing the colors rainbow of life with all love, hope, majest smile to one's own lips.Purple sky as the sun rises and warms a day animals start to play.Flowers purple lushes sent over powering to all around.Birds sing, rosters crowing sun rising warming our day.Pink a sweet genital color, yet a warming touch to one's own hand.Looking into that fire from night before, thinking of madness and soft touch of a woman sent.Soft touch to one's own heart a sweet sent.Pink a women sent, majestic nature one's own soul driving one mad to a simple touch.Cool sweet setting sun a breeze rich, warm feeling.Steeliness life at peace sent rich full lilacs sweetest sent smells all around.Colors of the world so many rainbows so many ways to describe the colors and sent.Colors of our world are so diffent yet to look and see all the same.Colors our open darkest night brightest day.Colors our ours to have interrupted any way we see fit. BY RICHARD WEATHERHOLTZ 4/21/2010
HEART, A DREAM BEING PULLLED BY THAT STRING OF ANOTHER.OUR WORLDS SO HELPLESS TO BE THAT ONE WE WANT TO FALL IN LOVE WITH.A HEART BEING TUGED BY ANOTHERS DREAM, SEEMING SO UNREAL TO US NOT EVERUNDERSTAND THE TRUE WAY THAT WE SHALL GO.A DREAM OF BEING WHOLE, IN A WORLD WERE THERES SO MANY CHOICES AND FEARS.SHALL OUR DREAMS OF ONES OWN HEART COME TRUE, OR SHALL THE WORLD OUT SIDE JUST EAT US WHOLE.A HEART, A DREAM BEING PULLED BY THE STRINGS OF ANOTHER.OUR WORLD SHALL IT BE TRUE TO US , OR JUST A LIE IN OUR OWN HEARTS TO BE.A HEART TUGED BY THE WORDS OF DARKNESS, SO UNLOVING, NEVER TO BE COMPLETE.HARDNESS OF ONES OWN SOUL NEVER BEING ABLE TO LOVE ANOTHER.A DREAM OF TWO ME AND YOU, THAT ONE WE SHALL ALWAYS LOVE, FOR THE DARKEST HEART CAN NEVER COMPARE TO A LOVE SO STRONG.A HEART, A DREAM STUCK IN A TUG OF WAR BETWEEN WANTING TO BE ALONE, AND HAVING SOME ONE TO LOVE.MAKING OUR LIFE, SO WHOLE AND HAPPY TO BE OR MAY I JUST SMIPLY SAY, LOVE SHALL NEVER BE.A HEART, A DREAM THEY GO HAND IN HAND.FOR IF ONE IS DARK, SO SHALL BE THE OTHER.BY RICHARD WEATHERHOLTZ
