Eagerly Waiting to Close my Eyes as You Play the Piano

Walls fell down.

The sun rose.

I woke up and my heart felt the warmth of your love.

Peace bridged joy,

and it made love alive.

Your love inspired me.

Mhmm! Je t'aime

The adulation of a moment

that our ears were exposed to.

Dreams of interesting deals.

Neurons floated.

I know I don't know any policy this time,

I know it is a waste of time to try,

I know before I had consciousness it was designed,

I know you will heal,

I know you will smile and I will see your smile,

I know you will look straight to my eyes,

I know a wave will build up and come close to us,

I know we will embrace each other,

I know we will enjoy love.

Esperanza!

Yes!

Esperanza!

Fields to Lay on Everyday

Solitude is too expensive.

On a lovely day,

let love be where you and I stay,

let love be what we to each other say.

Distance between us has walked away,

Let love be with us today.

Lights, Love, and...Action!

I rather speak of the impossible!

Of the possible much is known - too much!

Outliving Its Beauty With no Five Points

It will be hard to see the shine,

the care around you will be hard to touch,

the sky will no longer be a warm blanket to embrace and dream a dream,

the caress of the water will become just water,

the assurance of having someone to rely on at all times will turn into a dark abyss,

when unconditional love missing.

Aurora Borealis

When Your Feet are in the Ground

You will and not look back,

you won't look back,

you will grow old!

A smile sailing away.

An overgrown dedicated touch.

A light in the sky.

It will be like water that can't get wet,

or like a body drier than the earth,

or like a text rewritten as a drawing.

You will grow old!

Love will be looking back at you.

The Sun Mixed with The Ocean

Are you afraid of letting your tears dry?,

of seeing the sun shine?

Are you afraid of letting your wound die?

of loving to be loved and to love as you fly,

of living love on high?

Gather up the Scattered Pieces

A person can only live in a context
that makes him/her live to love;

if another context it were,
then life would cease to have purpose.

Looking Through - Glass Transparent

A sun that warms the soul,

a wave that moves the heart,

a sky that frees the mind,

a whisper that fills the body.






Your love,

a love that lives the life.

Thank You God

I met you
and we shared the rest of
our love hopeful.

I met you
and we discovered the amazement of
two lives coming together in love.

I met you
and we enjoyed the evening of
a love talked in the acceptance of who we are.

I met you
and we danced in the eyes of
each other with love.

I met you
and we smiled together at the mutual thought of
the first snowfall.

I met you
and we loved together the life of
the love that keeps us alive.

I met you
and we lived together the love of
a two lives that long to live to love at all times.

I met you
and we were given the gift of
a day to meet each other and share life forever.

My Finger and Your Finger

I touch your face

and I think today:

why worry about the size of your finger!


Our fingers touched our hearts,

our hearts wrapped up our fingers.


Why worry!

Our hearts and fingers became best friends,

they'll get along though size is different.

My Eyes Aim at the Waves in the Water

For love is the most beautiful thing there is,

the best treasure to receive and hold,

the best to offer
even in times when you cannot stand
at what comes upon you,

and when tears pour out your eyes,
it is the best intimate delight under the sun.


At this moment

of reflection imperfect,

blended sense and reason,

the flux whispers
and I try to listen.

Love
wants
needs
and it creates
the most beautiful environment to grow.

Making Love at the Ocean

She lays her head on his shoulder,

he moves to embrace her,

she lays her head on his chest.



Waves travel in romantic tones.



She touches him softly,

he chases her hands with his hands,

she enchants him with a smile.


Her eyes cleave to his eyes,

his lips embrace her lips,

her fragrance rests on his breath.



Waves travel in romantic tones.



She sings to the wind with a tempo of pleasure,

he upwards his rhythmical heartbeat to an up-tempo,

she hosts two smiles at the most beautiful caress of love.



Waves travel in romantic tones,

greeting the resonance of a love expressed in harmonic completion.

Artful Dance

- LOVE -

Fragmented into unity,

instrumental singing,

celebration of light in darkness,

streams of one core DNA,

division of mutuality,

alone work together,

permanent season within seasons...


...This mind, this heart...

...this life...

I Find Out Tomorrow is Not Today

It gives birth and grows,

your mole I came to understand,

and maybe I began to torture you.



The occasion does not forget that treasured little more time at your side,

and in a dream your fingers I feel slipping away from my fingers,

rain that I could not heed more than your voice,

only with your smile one more day I wanted to wake up with

yesterday I saw you,
but today again I want to be with you.


You with me, and I with you.

He Loves Her - She is His Helper

Woman who while living in love does not turn the simple into complex,

who in the complex finds the simplicity of loving her man,

who in loving him finds the reason to smile at him,

who in that smile finds the littlest detail to make him love her.

The Cut of a Rose's Thorn - A Rose for You

My thoughts, words, and feelings
about and for you.

Never to Cease Loving You, nor to Let Your Love Pass as an Assumption

The sky was colored uniquely this evening,

its beauty embraced the horizon.


Years ago, whilst the sun appealed to the night and its moon,
I delighted at the crashing of the ocean waves,
and enjoyed the most I could the golden breeze.

My mind went on a walk journey.


At that moment I asked myself the question:
Whom will I love?

The steel in my heart got broken,
I felt a beautiful and gentle wind touching my skin,
my arms in excitement got goose bumps;

without knowing who you were I was thinking and feeling:

You, I love you so!


Today I looked in all directions,
thinking about the directions you spoke of about love,
wondering where the beauty of that thought and feeling
lived years ago rested at the time.

I found my eyes traveling under lines and curves of colors...
...adorning a sky bigger than my own smile.

I love you - I will travel alone if I have to - I will wait for you.


Never to waste my life to love you,
nor to refuse to receive your love - be loved by you,
nor to be without hope,
nor, while I live, to lose the opportunity to love you.

Never, as if I were to die, or to live the last minute of my life,
to be afraid to love you.


While I do breathe,

I will live so to love you so.


While I live,

I will love you
as I shall wish I had done
when I come to the last minute of my life.


I will live,
I will not be afraid,
I will love you - now I know it is you the one I will love.

I love you.

The Waves Run and My Feet are Caught in the Middle

I always meant to love you.

It was never about the flowers,

it was never about a gift in itself.


Something more special
dwell as the meaning,
of each little detail shared - LOVE.


After all flowers die,

and the gift itself is only an item.


I wanted for us to share a love
thought, reminded,
spoken, written,
hoped, desired,
believed and done each day,

everyday!


And regardless the way it went,
I remember it all,
I remember you,
I remember your love.

You got me now

It Echoed Emptiness

I have shot sniper rifles - accuracy has not increased in opposition.

But I think I'll never be able to shoot using a bow - accuracy with an arrow would lack existence.

It is painful to miss, somehow it is.

Do you need accuracy to love?


I am too ugly,
too irrational,
too senseless,
too foolish,
too weak,
too unrealistic,
too guilty
too insignificant.



I wonder if love dresses with a target?

In Love Again, Deeper and Deeper

I walked barefoot,

I felt the morning wind,

I put on my favorite boxers,

I ate a grilled cheese sandwich,

I drove and listened to music,

I read about India,

I got a happy face on a message,

I cut a nail,

I waved hello,

I drank orange juice,

I wrote some words on a small piece of paper,

I had fellowship with the sun and the sky,

I yawned and closed my eyes for 8 minutes...



...Do you want to know the best about my day?


I loved you!

La Vita e Bella

1:52am,

a Saturday night has turned into Sunday morning.


You were born,

you were once a baby,

you were a kid,

you became a youth,






you have turned into an adult,

you laughed and had no teeth,

you returned to dust.


"Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and what I had toiled to achieve,

everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun."




Moments in life...

...that which touches the corners of your heart...

...Some live in memories, some live in dreams,
some live in love.


Moments in life...

..."and the two shall become one"...


...You choose to live the life - You choose to love

I Have and I Will

I stayed awake to watch you sleep.


Not so long ago you gave to me
one best moment of love.


Let me tell you about this moment:

The sunlight kissed your cheek,

you were still asleep.


I admired your beauty,
and caressed the lines of your beautiful face.

I thought to myself,
years from now I want to do the same,
remember the love I have with you,
and caress the lines of your beautiful face
once again.

You breathed in complete harmony.

The bright morning
carried memories of
listening to your heartbeat,
holding your hand,
and the gentle journey of my lips on your lips.


"Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till we're gone"


You moved your hand.

I thought for a while that I was not dreaming,

yet I realized that dreaming with you
was now possible from a love alive within me,
for your love had made my love dream
the best dreams it could dream.

I kissed you at that moment.

You taught my lips how to kiss.

You taught them how to desire one more kiss from you.


You were sleeping.

I stayed awake,
I thought,
I felt,
I smiled,

I saw,
I envisioned,
I dreamed,

I stared at you,
I looked at your eyes,

How beautiful the woman I love!

I kissed you again...

...As long as I can breathe
I want to live in love with you.


I closed my eyes while at your side,
I wrapped my arms around you,
and a warm hug made me feel the softness of your skin.

Body Undressed

"Who do you think should be the King?,

whoever has the power..."




I recognize the power of money,
the power of education,
the power of knowledge,
the power of safety,
the power of...

...do they surpass love?

they do not even equal love - FAR FROM IT!


Please, don't ask me

why or how,

for from within I give you this:

All this power will unfold in the
shrinking of the heart
and the inflation of the head.



LOVE - it will be HIGH ABOVE.


Love, it will always be enough,
never disconnected from incessant growth.

It was the inmost beautiful expression of love,
but not the only one beautiful within love expressed.



I see the warm families,

her smile,

her smile,

and her smile;

all of their families loving.



I think of the love I want to live:

the arms that pull you back in a warm hug as you are happy or sad,

the infinite potentiality to love regardless towards better love,

the eyes that even in the ugly can look at the most beautiful and see how beautiful you are,

the day, the night, the all at once life to love at all times and to love to be together!



I take a moment to observe the leaves swirl...


...could it be that in all of the coldness
I get pushed away to
desire:

"I don't want to cry,

I don't want to love this way"


I am afraid love lost its two partners,
and it became the clearance opportunity
for others to claim themselves as owners.

I am afraid love became contained
in:
confused, sad, melancholy,
uncertain, hurt, lonely, misunderstood,
and
it lost its simplicity to love.


I give up.

I Do

I cannot invite you to a goodbye,

neither to invite myself to write to you the last line.


If you leave, I will not leave my arms closed,

If you walk that way, I will not run away from your smile,

and if you become unsure, I will not become afraid of loving you.


And at this place that many might call the end,
and that I might call the life lived,

all what matters to me is that you are loved,

that you enjoy flying in freedom.


And one day
when
you and I invite each other to

think,
feel,
and admire

the beauty of our love lived,

I will enjoy
a hug,
a smile,
and a kiss from you.

"High achievement
always take place

in the framework
of high expectation."

- Charles Kettering

Under Many Blankets

It was that kind of a world.


My life was cold.


I had not found you.



Then you found me or I found you,

we found each other.


Love.

My life now whole.

A Life Lived

At my age of 44 I will glance back to the earlier,

and I will still envision in and through the unknown...


...I have a ring that almost sunk like the Titanic,
but it did not sink,

I still warm it with my breath, clear it, and make it shine.

My ring has wings to sore from a day forth,
and it was shaped to carry and hold love with it,
everywhere and every time,
love from both the giver and the holder.


A flower was a symbol, a gift,
a smile was a conscious and unconscious I enjoy you,
a hug was all my affection for you,

a kiss and all that came with a kiss was all my love for you.


They told me one time the story of a lady
whose husband crashed against a gasoline container truck.

He turned into ashes in seconds.

She wanted to have her husband back but she could not.
She wished she would have crashed with him
so that her pain would not exist,

but her children were the best gift her husband left to her,
and that was the best gift to keep on living,

it was the best gift that reminded her of their dream,
the dream she had dreamed many days with him,
the dream of raising their children in love

and this dream was all worth to live for.


A flower,
a smile,
a hug,
a kiss,

A LIFE LIVED.

A flower,
a smile,
a hug,
a kiss.

Love, Total of

My feet adhered to the floor,
covered by concrete,
registering a number impossible for the scale to show,


My hands numbly armed,
exposed to insecurity,
already feeling slow to touch...


...To miss a kiss,

to miss kissing you...


...And even my inside,
the rhyme of an earthquake,
trusting to love today.


What takes to not change out of fear?

How to make out of nothing to have and live relationship?


I want to kiss you,
in a second, in a minute,

I want to kiss you,
in an hour, in a day,

I want to kiss you,
in month, in a year,

I want to kiss you,
in my entire life.

A Space Made to be Fit

I remember the sun,
the sunshine,

the moon,
the sunset,

the 28 stars I could count.


The space within my fingers,

for your fingers to fit and lock forever with mine.


The mixture of continual complement,
transparent everywhere.

Your humming surrounding my air.


The space within my arms,

for your arms to fit and lock forever with mine.


I remember your eyes,
the intensity of your love.

I remember your smile,
your joy contagious and warm,

the desire to be with you.

Heart-crafted

First, and rather obvious,
the reason of all.


Spring.


The found fellow,
indefatigable traveler,
always captivating
and captivated by the grand
formation of expressions.


Fountain.


The deepest familiar conviction
dressed with the farthest-reaching garment,
naked in its nature,
able to abide during a famine,
war and disease.


Love alive.

Rejoice in the Lord always.
I will say it again:

Rejoice!

Let your gentleness be evident to all.
The Lord is near.

Do not be anxious about anything,
but in everything,
by prayer and petition,
with thanksgiving,
present your requests to God.

And the peace of God,
which transcends all understanding,
will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

My Confession

Grown yet further,
obtaining achievement not of status
or tongue,

leaving behind the pressure of prestige,

diving into deep waters of peace.


With the help of a name found in no books,

each step moves as a warrior to fight to die,
to fight to live,
and to fight to love.


Grown yet further,
grown to love you with a courageous heart.

I hope to be able to lift up my sword
and kill the unfriendly.

I want to look back with admiration,
but not dressed with a heroic decision,
rather with an unanimous love that conquered.

Ever, I Love You

With winter, spring.


With you I smile.

With you my breath - a melody.

With you I learn.

With you I find and cannot hide.

With you I hope & trust.

With you I love.


With life, love.

&

from a blue sky the string became a bridge.

The essential quality of her character,

her love until the last moment.


Changeless.

Present.

Intrinsically naked.

Surpassingly unanswerable, but full of life.

A language with no loss of words.


Her love,

a vehement spring,

contagious in joy,

free,

kind...

...inspiring.

The Midnight Memories

With a complete thought,
living the feeling of company,

the possession of the most beautiful connection,
waiting within a minute of countless years,

and
over the moon,

resting in the warmth of your arms.

Don't Cry, Not for Me

Only for those who don't fail.

Only for those who don't bleed.





When you read this I might be dead.



Yesterday got blown away.


Don't regret it.
Don't regret not having loved.

Is it Still a Melody?

I'd much rather be with my eyes closed,
hugging you.

I'd much rather be with my eyes opened,
hugging you.


It is uncertain if.


All the smiles

of the most beautiful.

100000000' ∞ s of Why it Would Not be No

Do you?

Are you really in?

The ocean's sand running through my fingers...


Is known as LIVING

It mirrors NO END


Through a very silent conversation,

as I contemplated the nightfall,

and appreciated the seriousness,
perhaps more the simplicity:


I should have no ambitions,
no spoken goals,

no fears in smartness,
no chase for money,
no concern about what is easy or hard to see,

no need to know where the North is,
no necessity to hold or relieve my breath...


...I should love

LOVE

Inside the Heart

Yesterday, September 1st of 2009:


I had plans to accomplish,

errands, meetings, things to do...


One of my dear friends from Africa
got a highly painful headache,
one he could not resist anymore.

He had been feeling painful headaches for 3 or 4 days in a row.

He felt as if his heart would stop working
and then work too fast.

He had a 103.8 fever temperature.

Many a times he expressed he had
strong pain in his chest.


...My day changed suddenly.
I am still thinking and feeling...


With my Japanese friend,
we took our friend to the hospital.

From around 4 or 5pm to 12 or 1am
we stayed at the hospital,
witnessing many a tests that they had to take,
patiently waiting for answers to come,
praying in silence,
comforting our friend and each other at the room,
smiling at times,
listening and seeing other people at the ER.


Our friend got released after being put on strong medication,
and without a clear confirmation of what he had,

malaria? meningitis?

but at least knowing blood was not overflowing in his brain,
and knowing that his tests would come in next day.

Life

Love

I heard several people screaming at the emergency of the hospital.
I saw people crying,
I held the hand of my friend while he was experiencing pain.

Some of his words are still in my head today:

"How much longer?

When should I not feel pain?"


...And on the way back to the dorms,

a car crashed on 3rd mile.

The car caught on fire.
We came across the accident perhaps 1 or 2 minutes
after it had happened.

Everyone stopped,
multiple sirens illuminated the Beltline.

At this point I still think people got burned alive.


...LIFE

LOVE

Tying Threads

True love?

Journey?



True love.



Would you live to love?

Would you travel with me to each of the stars?



True love?

Journey?



True love.

Reforma de Amor

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UB4U0n1d-MA

Soft White

The thoughts and feelings
that more than once in a while
entertain themselves at the feast
of love.

Love from the heart.

It is a stage of the bird's life
to fly away from its nest.

Escape your mind and heart
to a paradise
where all what you cannot verbalize
you can think and feel
in a soft melody called love.

Flowers bloom,
fingerprinting growth.

Don't deny in fear of loss
soaring within rays and waves of love,
prevail loving
with dreams of miracles,
with a love that thinks and feels,
with a love that dances with company under the rain.

Embrace love with passion
forevermore - living love!

7 Stripes of Light and a Pair of Sunglasses

Learning a cheerful song,

loving in the midst of rotten aromas,

walking together through diversity,

laughing about anything
of an everything complex at times,

taking a look to the most beautiful coin
that seemed to float on a multiple colored-ocean,

believing
while flying in awe of our King.


My dear friend,

I am grateful!

My heart you filled with hope,
you took time to love me.


My days were full of
daytime in the nighttime,

and nighttime in the daytime,

of trials that I walked,
and while walking my whole body would itch,

but when I tried to stop, scratch, and give up,
when I tried to stop believing,

you believed in me.

Amor Omnia Vincit

The fellowship of the fingers,

the greeting of the lips,

the diving of the eyes...


the walk of the smiles and joys,

the light of the hopes and prayers,

the closeness of the thoughts and feelings...


the writing of the memories,

the tickling of the whispers,

the kissing of the cheeks...


the dance of the hearts,

the sound of the breaths,

the dream of the dreams...


the warmth of the skins,

the lifetime of the loves...


What would you do for love?


I never thought of time.

It all happened naturally,
your love and my love,
it rooted and grew easy and fast.

My heart followed the confirmation
of a prayer for true love.

It also followed the desire to share my life with you
in an unconditional love.

And at the beginning it happened like this,
I would question myself if you were or you appeared.

The confirmation was clear to me,
you were,
and your love would shine
even when you would hide it.

You would stay in silence,
I would wonder if you needed a hug,
if I had done or said something wrong,
if you wanted me at your side, a prayer, a kiss,
or also my silence.

I learned little by little about you.

And yet,
our love kept growing fast,
profoundly rooting inside.

Your life became part of my life,
your joys and burdens,
the everyday thought, prayer,
and
reason to share all I had with you,
to give all my love to you.

You cried at my shoulder,
I asked for love,
for wisdom and love
to be able to love you forever.

Many a days of full love shared.

Many a days at your side,
It all happened naturally.

Your desires and my desires,
a new desire to live our desires.
Your past and my past,
a new desire for a new future.

And we always ended in each other's arms,
kissing each other with love,
resting in peace of a love shared...

...and even as we were falling at times,
or even as we fell,
we tried our best to seek for God,
to seek for the truth he would put inside us.

He is faithful to remain loving us.

And even a right or wrong past,
it marks an often remembered present,
and a hopeful, full in love future.

You said to me,
you should have seen your eyes,
you biting your lips,
I love you, I love you too.

I said to you,
you make me complete,
you and your special smell,
I love you, I love you too.

And God is faithful to make
all things
work for the good of his children.

I hope you got to know and felt
that I loved you so,
that you were my love,
and that I wanted to be your love.

God created love.

What would you do for love?

She said, just recently,
she does not want me for you,
that I am not the man meant for you.

He said, some time ago,
don't communicate with her in
any shape, way, or form, or else.

What would you do for love?

8 more months.

The hardest is to be conditioned,
to be framed as to how to love you.

That, because the very first prayer and desire
was to ever love you unconditionally.

And God has opened your eyes and my eyes.

Loving unconditionally
does not mean falling into the same mistakes.

Loving unconditionally means
loving regardless,
with love & grace loving in freedom,
loving without having to pay a price,
loving.

What would you do for love?

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.

It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.

But the greatest of these is love.

The Rare Color of True Peace and Joy

Paint yourself with a color unique.


I was made with flesh and bones,
with a mind that thinks
and a heart that feels.

My voice is dying,
your voice is dying.

Company...
Solitude is like the everyday friend,
and I don't mean physical solitude itself.

I mean solitude of a heart denied,
solitude of a sadness that burdens,

solitude of uncertainty that got created
through solitude.
\
An empty space
that makes you think of the one you truly love

exists and does not allow you to resist
yearning to breathe with peace and joy.


Paint your eyes color love,

paint all your face the same color.


All this rules and standards,

but no open space to open ourselves to each other.



Paint yourself of a color unique.

Paint your heart color love,

paint your arms the same color.


Paint all of you color love.

Vision

Throw rocks
into pristine waters.

Love.

Throw rocks
and make them bounce.

Love.

Throw rocks
in an arch shape,
enjoy the waves expanding.

Love.

Most Beautiful Simple

Syncopated bloom.

It wasn't in another way,
but with my own eyes connecting with your eyes,

it wasn't with a soft sound of ocean waves crashing,
but with my ears perceiving even your most languid breath.

Heart pumping...

Rewinding.
Stop.

Heart pumping...

Your smiles.

The love that moved you to
come out of some bubbles.


The first touch that created eyes full of shine,
it will reside at the peak
of the recalling of the moments shared with you.

But where does that love,

where does it reside now?


The love that...

...Heart pumping.

Play.

Forwarded Derivative

Pondering the sufficient indescribable...

for many minutes pondering:


When everything begins to fade,

all things superfluous...

...the one thing I'll get to know,

I'll get to know your love.


Your love will not fade.

The Likes and Love

The captivation of
colors, sounds, textures, tastes, and smells,

spinning at the side of consciousness and sensation.

Gaiety encompassing
adjectives, nouns, more adjectives,
verbs, articles, even more adjectives;

real peace or agitation flowing through.


Broken smiles,
image sense covered in salty waves,

lips all dry,
and a heart battling, trying to conquer company...


Why you still?

Your love.

A heart panting for your love,

love genuine,
love sincere,
love that is not hard to give and receive,

love that is an everyday light,
love that allows for all impossible dreams to be dreamed,

love that blooms flowers only with love,
love that brings a lovely surprise,

love that can be desired with all inmost strength,
love that does not fear the what ifs and whys,

love that extends a smile,
love that exists.

Open Your Mouth, Here Comes the Airplane

A very special moment
that was given to me:

a moment to be able
to take care of your health...

...the flashback of carrying a warm soup
in my hands,

bringing a smile, words of comfort
and my love to you.

Through the Eye of the Fingertip

Not that I have already obtained all this,
or have already been made perfect,

but I press on to take hold of that for which
Christ Jesus took hold of me.

Brothers,
I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it.

But one thing I do:
Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead,

I press on toward the goal
to win the prize
for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.

Until the Last Instant of my Last Breath...

Odist of love.


If I could reach a star for you,

bring it to your hands,

and see you smile,

I would reach for:
Albireo and Deneb


Maybe at the current time and times to be
love seems to be unreal,
perhaps confusing,
or even faltering and immobile...

...When I walk toward reaching your star,
the one you choose for me to get for you,
when I walk with your love at my side,
with your love not at distance,
when I walk embraced by your love,

I get reminded
of the most valuable thing in life:

Love is and does not cease.

--0--

Life!,
It is not about titles and things,

not about a car, house, or money...

Love!,
It is about an every day, every time act of life.


From you, the one who can,
not a sign of you,
not a clear sign of your love...and I still breathe in love,
I love you.
And I say this because I miss you,
because I love you,
because I miss you!

Song of Solomon 8:

⁶ Place me like a seal over your heart,
like a seal on your arm;
for love is as strong as death,
its jealousy unyielding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire,
like a mighty flame. ^c]">

⁷ Many waters cannot quench love;
rivers cannot wash it away.
If one were to give
all the wealth of his house for love,
it would be utterly scorned.

Until the last instant of my Last Breath,
I WILL LOVE YOU!

Medley

The can of spaghetti, meat and sauce that
you once gave me...

That day when it was cold,
you were wrapped up inside a blanket
but also wrapped up in my arms.

Those times when I got you with
the straw's cover.

Our meal with smoothies and lasagna.

The moments when we read each other's minds.

That long kiss that we did not want to put an end to.

Those nights stargazing.

My Love for You, Everyday

I miss writing,

not nearly as much as I miss you.


Today, on a sunny day,

on my eight post,

and through my love for you,

I decided to share with you some words that have been
living
in the shape of thoughts and feelings deep in my inside.


I am here and you are there,

yet I feel as if we are both somewhere,
together.

I have not forgotten
your kisses, your hugs, your caress,
your beautiful eyes, your precious smile, your soft hands,
your respect, your kindness, your honesty, your openness,

but most of all,
I have not forgotten your love.


In 3 days, a special day will be.
But it is not about one day,

today I love you
as much as I will love you in 3 days,

I love you everyday.

If you don't come,
I'll know that you could not come,
I will try to understand you...
...I hope you still love me.

If I don't come,
know that I could not come,
I hope you will try to understand me...
...know that I still love you.

Mi amor,
I am waiting for you.

Mi amor,
I am praying for you.

Mi amor,
never has it been so hard to be away from you.

Mi amor,
I love you.

Mi amor,
I have discovered over and over that I love you.

Mi amor,
You are in my mind and heart every single day.

Mi amor,
I am now praying for the day,

the day that I hope God gives me as a gift to share with you,

the day that I hope dwells forever in the shape of love,
within the deepest and strongest of your love for me
within you,

the day of a silent type, commitment between us two,
the day that speaks the loudest to each other
about our love.

Right now,
I can only hope and have faith
that you truly love me.

Today,
I can only,
humbly,
and with all my love
share with you
that I need you.

Mi amor,
I am waiting for you,
there is nothing else I can do,
but to wait for you.

And is so hard to wait for you,
when I could just go for you;
but I'd rather wait for you,
and have God bring you to me,
as I pray to him for you to come,
and for you and I to love each other
and for you and I to live forever in love.

Can you put a price on love?
on our love?

I still remember you,
I still love you and will love you everyday!

And most importantly,

God's love,
it covers us!

The Lake Still Is a Mirror to the Trees

I can be wise, but I cannot be hesitant.

I can wait, but I cannot hold back forever.


My love for God needs not to be proved to anyone,
nor explained as a theorem under a certain time.

I can talk to God just like Jonah did:
"I am angry enough to die"

God can talk to me with words like the question he asked Jonah before:
"Do you have a right to be angry about the vine?"

And God knows deeply all of my thoughts and feelings,
only he does.
I know nothing as deep other than only deeply knowing that
he loves me.

He could take my life in a car accident tomorrow,
he could take your life while you sleep tonight.

And so everything, everything really,
EVERYTHING
lays on his knowledge.


I am not afraid of loving...

I have loved until it hurts,
until it hurts and there's no more tears to cry,
up to the point of having to give up my freedom,
encountering my greatest frustration and joy in...you.


I honestly don't feel like writing anymore.

While I Hope, No Matter What, that Our Love Grows

I love you.


I love you with the change of the seasons,

in all my moods,

in the infatuation of my reasons - though I may be crazy,
the reason for my reasons is only love for you.


I love you in the midst of all chaos,

I love you
in the uncertainty of what love is at the time of insecurity,

in the fear of losing you.


I love you in the transparent tears that fall from eyes,

in your pain that becomes mine,

in the hope that you know deeply and feel deeply loved by me.


I love you in a future that I desire to share with you,

in a home I ask God to build for us,

in the hope that we can love each other while alive.


I love you.

Letting the Flowers Amaze You, the Stars Remind You

"Alone we can do so little; together
we can do so much"

- Helen Keller


So, I remember the day in which,
with my best friend,
we handed a to-go-box that contained food
to a guy that seemed to be living at the streets...
...it all took place by the Grand River...
...he seemed just alright receiving the food,

perhaps his reaction of real gratitude was not very evident at the moment,
but our real passion was that of blessing him.





During the evening I asked myself these questions,
imagining and dreaming around with some answers,
answers that I would like to discover and share in life with my best friend:

"How many more people are we going to look to bless together?

How are we going to be able to bless others together?

Is God going to allow us to use language or perhaps arts?

Is God going to use a restaurant, hotel, or a carpentry?

Is God going to use our hospitality, our house, our resources?

How are we going to use our love to bless others?"

For You to Live in Love Only Love

I am so full of joy as we keep on going,

so full of life as we keep on loving,

so full of hope as we keep on trusting.


A huge NEW world is waiting for us with doors wide open,

it's a world that looks like:
(MAYBE those 3 countries and/or many more - where God leads us)

warmth, service, children, Kenya,
laughs, new food, new friends, Spain,
hammock time, smoothies, sunsets, Costa Rica...

...hugs, debriefing/praying time, beauty, trips, kisses, relationships, love, Home...

our home will be where our hearts live full of love!


I want for you to own a challenge,

do you want to?


You have everything with you,

you are not empty,

you are loved!


I step outside and walk,

I think of you,

I love you!


Our love is true!


I love you, only you!

I love you, I love you, I love you!

A Mystery of Love

The thought began a while ago,

but the thought just came back minutes ago.


I'll explain to you one day why
I love so much the dance of the trees and flowers.


In this life I have experienced with God
the best love.
It has been a love of multiple reminders,
back and forth walks,
joys and tears,
inspiring thoughts and feelings,
discussions and disagreements.


I have had to let go many things in life,
and seek for God with nothing and no one but
God and I.


I have been scared many a time,
doubtful,
stubborn,
doubtful,
and yet God has sent rain and thunder into my heart.

I have traveled to places outside my comfort zone,
laid on beds of fancy chambers,
slept on the dust, with a pillow called my arm,
eaten foie gras and drank the best wines,
had nothing but a slice of bread to calm my hunger,
met with several wealthy Mr. and Mrs. Celebrity,
held in my arms the last breath of a homeless kid...

...I have been surrounded by people who love me,
I have also been so alone, perhaps just wanting to sleep
for feeling so abandoned.

Today I remembered that day
when I was walking barefoot and accidentally cut my feet several times,
and later on the way back from my walk,
thinking I could not resist to walk more,
I was able to touch the ocean's foam...I am still walking.


I have been caressed on my back, on my head too,
kissed with love,
hugged with passion,
stared at my eyes with eyes full of hope and love.


Life is life when all I live it through is love.

It IS

Every morning...

"You can find people who are extremely
well versed
in the Bible.
who have no relationship with God whatsoever.

You cannot find somebody,
I dont think,
who spends hours and hours of prayer
who does not have a genuine relationship with God.
We are closest to God when we pray."

- P. JS

In all brokenness,

in the fullness of joy,

the closest as possible.


... every night.

The Real Reality

People dump in large quantities all of their own "RELIGION" lode,
instead of better dump all of their love.

People live on appearances, trying to gain other people's approval,
instead of living on an action-love.

----0----

No saying is on me.


It is rather like a constant heavy breathing...


...Not even in my own land now, and learning how to stand still
on a thin string.

If I say, whatever it is, is wrong...

...If I love, is wrong too!

Not well received, and perhaps,
I have come to think myself that it might be because of my race.


Some people have told me:

"Just forget about it all"


But a voice inside me:

"What is it to love until pain feels no more?
What is it to love until pain feels no more but only love?"


No saying is on me.

Are you going to spread your wings?

What have you been praying for?

What do you want?

Are you afraid of loving me?




9 more months,
after that,

life without heavy shoes and full of love.

Inmost - Utterly a Life of Love

Was anyone created to impede two to reunite?


How quickly can life turn around;

how quickly can life simply end?


Up above from the clouds life on earth seems so tiny.

Flying at speed & without having yet ejected the parachute
makes life nothing but a gift to embrace!


Was anyone created to impede two to love each other?


A person living all alone is a person who does not live love,
and that was,
still is,
and will continue to be
the greatest poverty in our world!

Sickness? Hunger?

Those two questions above fall short!!!

Rather, what about feeling unloved?


Was anyone created to impede two to love each other?

My Feet Feel the Sand, My Hand Holds Your Hand

I remember telling you the story of the aroma of love,

the aroma of you!


Looking with my eyes closed while at complete rest,
wrapped up in the most peaceful embrace,

the embrace of you!


Dreaming of moments of unforgettable smiles,
with a home full of joy, built in God, full of love,

the love of you!

Feeling Inadequate?

Dressing with less to appear not having enough?

Showing the worst to gain the "best"?




In my life, I may not have anything.


Born penniless; dead penniless.


I have found everything in not having a single thing.

My Prayer for Today

Guard up her heart Lord!,

Guard up her heart!

Give her your strength now,
that she may rest in you.


Guard up my heart Lord!,

Guard up my heart!

Give me your strength now,
that I may rest in you.


Guard up our heart Lord!,

Guard up our heart!

Give us your strength now,
that we may rest in you.

Be Creative, You Name the Title

So much so much so much
so much love!


All the trees dance, the leaves roar,

no other woman compares to you.


Today I trust in the Lord,
he will teach us and others how beautiful it is to love.


So much so much so much
so much love!

Forever

The stars remain faithful to the sky,

each bringing a kiss to it each night;



The moon reamains faithful to the sun,

walking hand in hand despite being far;



The wind and rain remain faithful to the flower,

taking it on a journey to the perfect bliss.



Only those whose
love is
a love that loves

remain faithful to love.

Love remains faithful to those who seek to love faithfully!

After Your Words Uplifted Me, Your Confirmation

For years long you have put your
dream and passion
as dream and passion of mine Lord,

to help those in need!



"Endow the king with your justice,
O God,
the royal son with your
righteousness...


...He will defend the afflicted among
the people
and save the children of the
needy;
he will crush the oppressor...


...In his days the righteous will
flourish;
prosperity will abound till the moon
is no more...


...For he will deliver the needy who cry
out,
the afflicted who have no one to
help.
He will take pity on the weak and
the needy
and save the needy from death.


He will rescue them from
oppression and violence,
for precious is their blood in his sight..."


Psalm 72

Give me Paddles Even

In a year in which the clock will not show minutes anymore,

the age in love will not be relevant,

all the colors of your preference will be picked by you,

and the fragrance of you on-in me will find a name to love.


Don't blame me for this God,

the blame you have taken for me before.


Give wings to those dreams you have impressed upon my mind and heart;

make my mind and heart converse for long,

allow them to put to death all propaganda,

and as their walk together continues
shield them,
let them fear no more the harm of enemies.


In a year in which love will...

TUMAINI

As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, O God.

² My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?

³ My tears have been my food
day and night,
while men say to me all day long,
"Where is your God?"

⁴ These things I remember
as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go with the multitude,
leading the procession to the house of God,
with shouts of joy and thanksgiving
among the festive throng.

⁵ Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and ⁶ my God.
My soul is downcast within me;
therefore I will remember you
from the land of the Jordan,
the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.

⁷ Deep calls to deep
in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your waves and breakers
have swept over me.

Psalm 42. 1-7

And What to do With my Resources?

“Hurricane Jeanne took all that I
had…my job and my home are gone.
Iused to havefood. Now I beg in the market.”

Rosy-Claire Zepherin, Gonaives, Haiti, 2005



“We are eating only a little once a day to make the maize last longer,
but even then
it will last only a short time. Then we are in trouble.”

Margaret Mpondi, Mphako, Malawi, 2002



“If the rains fail like they did last year we will go hungry.
The rich have savings.
They have stocks of food. They can sell their oxen for cash.
But what do I have? If I sell my ox how will I plant next year?
If my crop fails we have nothing. It is always like that.
Everything depends on rain.”

Kaseyitu Agumas, Lat Gayin, southern Gonda, Ethiopia, 2007



“We had never seen such floods before. Lots of houses were destroyed, lots of people died,
our agricultural land was submerged, crops stored in houses were lost. Many livestock
were lost too. We were just not prepared to face such big flooding.
So we didn’t have any savings of money or food.”

Pulnima Ghosh Mahishura Gram Panchayat, Nadia District, West Bengal, India, 2007

In the Same Page

I saw it,
perfect orange and bright yellowish,

dressed with all splendor,
greeting each of the waves with a gentle touch.


I saw it,
and my mind could not define its color,

my spirit impressed by its magnificence,
too much to contemplate from it and be in awe for.


Many days of darkness,
many days as mirrors of sadness,

days of quietness,
days of darkness.

And still breathing is free,
smiling is not a burden,
and dreaming is hoping.

Sunsets are to be seen,
flowers to be smelled,
thunders to be heard,
stars to be recited to,
and oceans to be touched.


I lift up my eyes...

Panoramic View

A price that has been paid albeit all the cost.


²¹Once you were alienated from God and were enemies in your minds
because of your evil behavior.

²²But now he has reconciled you by Christ's physical body
through death to present you holy in his sight,
without blemish and free from accusation—

²³if you continue in your faith,
established and firm,
not moved from the hope held out in the gospel.

This is the gospel that you heard
and that has been proclaimed
to every creature under heaven,
and of which I, Paul, have become a servant.

Colossians 1.

A Bee in Search of Food

BBBBZZZZZzzzzzz ...


Just close your eyes.

Remember now?


It will never end,

its home is firmly grounded,

its extent has no end.


Remember me?

Colors, Faces, Expressions...Rich Difference

Racism might not have a cure,

but love has no limits.

Ocean Home

In a place with no terms of beginning or end,

where our love can be thought, felt and lived.


Born with no key.


In a place where each season brings indefinite number of years,

where our love can be remembered, experienced and hoped for.



Le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connaît point


In a place where my words are what you long to hear,

where my deepest expression of love is what you dream of.


Born to love you.

How is Your World?

I remember seeing her face,

the pain in her eyes,

the cry inside her for another minute to spend at his side,

but she could not revive him,

she was not able to enjoy him in life anymore.


Disfigurement all over his body...his face!
Rugged hands that reflected years of torture.

And I will not forget
his eyes.


Just a couple of days ago:

"Walk away Javi, just walk away from her"


Perhaps love is understood
when a life speaks through the last sentence,

when a life realizes that all is lost.


Is love's home in a world of "all is a loss"?

Yes, indeed!

TODAY AS IT IS FOR TOMORROW:

I conjecture that a life lived in love
will experience gain in the last sentence instead of loss -

for such a life has already experienced gain
through a life lived in true love.

What Do You Fear?

Together to make it through,

walking on the sunlight,

closer at your side to lift you up,

leaving solitude behind.


Together to live each day,

walking on the moonlight,

never letting you go,

growing in learning how to love you TODAY.

As the Foam Runs After Your Feet

The thought of more than a conviction,

&
the feeling of more than a desire...


I want to hold your hand,

kiss your cheek

&
whisper to your ear that I LOVE YOU!


I want to play with you until you get tired,

I want to listen to all of your giggles

and take you on a tour of admiration,
one in which you are able to dream big,
one in which you are able to feel loved above all.


Little one, little one,

listen deep inside,

in your heart I left a promise!

Titles of NO SIGNIFICANCE

Dr. Crescendett vowed to
save lives - rest in peace his best interest.


Titles of respect represent honor, not achieved or gained,
but lived - concerns akin to uninterrupted acts of meeting the needs of others,
LOVING UNCONDITIONALLY.


Oh! Mr. and Mrs.;
pound-foolish those who think a title gives respect
and elevates the soul.


I have realized that the people I love the most
I call them by their name,

and they call me by my name.


I have realized that the people that love others the most
others call them by their name,

and they call others by their name too.


These people address themselves and sign the most important
pieces of communication
with their name - title of no appearance and full of meaning!


INFERENCE:

Make your name refuse a title!

Make your name love a smile!

The Manual

For better or worse,

DO NOT scratch the wound even if it itched.



Become an art lover & dealer,

finding each day your vocation

and living for something beyond happiness;

learn how to buy and sell the art of love.


UNDERSTAND IT WELL:

IT IS NOT A MATTER OF TREATING PEOPLE AS COMMODITIES.


Become an artist!

Appreciate even the simplest drawings,
and learn to recognize each masterpiece...

...even the softest wind carries secretly
the greatest exalting praise to its own Creator.

(((( Splash ))))

I figure you are not...


Embracing simple memories.


You made me believe and feel
you were alive with me.


Enjoying each moment our eyes would meet.


I will not fall into conformity.
I cannot add another hour...


Embracing the desire of simple company.


...Nor a lost hour recall.


Hoping for another kind of blue.


I will think of new song to sing,
and look for a new pair of sunglasses that I can soon throw away.