Friday, February 20, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
15 minutes.
questionable nonsense
I'd say your actions
have no consequence
if i didn't look deep enough into those fixed eyes.
fixed on mine.
all indications
and all signs
have led me
in a crooked line
towards you.
everything keeps pointing effortlessly, i don't see.
cold fingers
whispers that linger
like the fog in my head
that somehow brought me closer to you.
still somehow fighting the closeness of me. too.
'cause i would like to learn to trust
you
coughing out all the dust
in my lungs
and learn to breath again.
learn to breath in deeply -of You.
end. :)
I do not understand so many things. This Jesus, he is my comforter and friend. Never. leaves. I lose myself inside of him, and find myself there too.
I want a pursuit that is not just for me. I want to love. Others. And Jesus. I want to know what is pleasing to him. but right now i just feel kinda numb.
I will yet praise him, i will lift up my head.
Show me your love.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
a paintin' & song

"you said to me, "honey you're still driftin'
inbetween
the lines
of what you say and what you mean"
you know that I
am starting to agree.
you said,
honey wake up to my love
get out of bed
'cause the sun is comin' up
turn your head to mine
look me in the eyes
everything will turn out fine
i know."
would you wake up honey,
would you wake up honey,
would you wake up honey, would you wake up honey
to my love."
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