The greatest high

The greatest high

The blues let's my night, let's my might!... In greatest days and darkness nights... Blue dream ignite my high! {^__^} blue bong hear my cry! This is my greatest hit... My blues high!

P.s. I will save you now. 

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Red

 RED

Our Red got-wings even are success have dreams...

Awaiting love

Awaiting love

If I can live, then you have loved me! If I wake up in your arms again, then I have loved you in my dreams. If I fall asleep, then you have captured my heart in both worlds.

Owl

 

 Owl

I am the night owl. I live and dwell in the night for it is my home. I have been given a rooster voice. So tell me why would the night owl raise the sun? For if he does, his world will be no more. Why would the night owl with his rooster voice raise the sun to its center peek? For if he do, his world will be no more.

The owl with its rooster voice begins to sing, and with each note he makes, his world begins to fade. And inch by inch he begins to feel the warmth of the sun. This feeling he never felt before, so with a deep breath, he sings, and with each note the sun rises until it reach its center peek. 

The owl with the rooster voice has notice something! That the warmth of the sun was gone and along with it his world!  In its place was brightness, an inferno so enraged that scorched his very core.

Now he yearns for his world, before the light, before the pain; and with an eclipse his world returns to him and although it was not long he yearns for his home.

 

“The owl with the rooster voice”

 The voice of the rooster was hope, and

 The sun was love. The owl was you.

Lost memories

                                                                   Lost memories

Different! Something I notice on a fire hydrant... Look like a wedding dress! I'm a good photographer {^__^} and this is just life's wedding dress of lost memories...

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Clarity

Clarity

The past, present and moments; the symbiosis of our lives… our birth , our life, our death, all tied into a single package that we spend our time on this earth unwrapping.

Sometimes we see clearly what it is we are staring at but sometimes we do not. Sometimes things happen to distract or deceive us, and we must take notice more carefully at what it is we hold dearest, or we risk the chance of losing ourselves.

In me

In me

  

I do! And I want to… I lay here and I do ponder about things… how I want us to be, how I would like your smile to remain perfectly framed on your gentle face… like a picture that cannot decay… oh! How I wish I can have it to be frozen there; to where existence doesn’t interfere with it.

For it is the most beautiful feature I’ve ever seen within you! What I’m trying to say is that I love you, and that I can accomplish anything! I can do anything because … there will be nothing to high, to great that can refrain me from accomplishing these things for the sake of we.

But babe my love won’t tell you that I need you, but babe when I tell you, “I need you!” I need you to release these floodgates of possibilities that lies within me, to such an extent that I take you to different horizons different freedoms of intellectual elevated realities.

I want to see us on cruises just because, I just want us to be rude and be bold just because… I would love us to stare onto the rubies of love, and bear witness to the different orchestra of our shattered shards of love… reflected back into us.

And with the light of the sun enlisting the light within us… filling us… feelings of heart beat’s… we swallow it into a lovely kiss… it’s nothing you can do that is not beautiful… even your flaws is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen… it’s like staring on to a staircase of roses, until they bloom into a bed of roses, and there… I will take you and lie with you… and make love to you… tell you lies that I cannot make it… so that you can realize that I’ve already have… because you was with me every… step…of… the way… our dreams, my dreams… I have everything you want inside of me… it’s yours for the taken.   

   By:Jean Jabril Joseph