Moving Forward.

“Transformation is something I cannot explain – too much analysis might destroy it.”Sophia Loren What remains,When you decide to not care?What remains,When you forget the bygones,And only wish to rediscover you,To make something new? What remains, When you've decided in your head, To just take this leap of faith?What remains,When an innate voice tells youThat …

Dichotomy.

How is it you're so much at once?How is it you're here when you're not?A misguiding omnipresent illusion you are,And I smell you in the air I breathe in.I see you in the vibrance of the flowers,And taste you in the kick of the mint.I hear you in every toss of the coin,And I feel …

Quintessence.

An equilibrium exists all the same,As we surf upon these moments,Of the fierce war we fight now,Against each-other, but as one. Provoked kingdoms of our bodies,Ravenous swords of our desire,An untamed randomness of skill,As you riposte and I remise. Like the cacophony of sunlight,As it dances inside a dew,Or the raucous frothing waves,As they crash …

A mirror thought.

I see the mirror sometimes,To vent out the steam,All the pent up aggression, andAnd what else?I don't know, frustrations maybe.Or maybe just the disgust withFucked up non sense of the world. I see the mirror sometimes,To clear out the air,Between the me I can touch,And the me I can only see.Just to make sure,That we …