pizza with sugar

Oh dear Subversive attitude

That pushed me put of bed

And makes me still feel

like a pizza with sugar,

Like a chest served frozen,

Like a promise with crossed fingers.

You Changed me

and make me feel out of place.

Respected but subject of curiosity,

Innovation gives me a glow.

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My zone

Like a panoramic balcony

Or a fast black bike,

My zone fits me.

Pins my feet down and my fingers up,

While my thoughts travel and evolve

Planning my version of my future.

It has a fresh breeze

Even when indoor

And always has a START sign.

Snowy hearts

Cold texture of pure poetry

Falling romantic on the street,

you, snow of this troubled winter,

Warm up my heart.

Unexpected and desired,

You infused magic in a routine too calculated

And hands that only work,

And do not caress enough.

Silent hand

I support with my orders,

My leadership annoys you

Yet keeps the boat afloat

And the night tight.

Your silence and complaints

Support me in the days

Of fights and hateful discussions

Worth a soft touch.

Aran

The year starts dark

And cold on my face

While you sleep sweet.

Tiny and helpless in your bed,

You father your strength and fearless explore and learn each day.

Brave, yet a baby,

Curious, yet checking on mum,

Each day you grow away

And into my life.

Heart scream

i hear my heart screaming

And my mind shushing it

With no respect.

Timid and true

The heart keeps silent

And the show goes on.

I am surrounded by balance

With a under loud core.

True to myself,

I open the valve.