IMMERSE YOUR SOUL IN LOVE (2011), Digital Art
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BALANCE (PINK & GOLD), 2011
LOVE (FADE OUT TO STILLNESS), [...] 
At the very end of my dream I stepped out into an incredible, pure white light. In that moment I became the sky, the oceans, the mountains and the breeze, and they became me. Neither future nor past mattered, for time itself had transformed. In that moment I felt love- BEING [...] Hello, hello, hello- Fifteen feet, is all it takes, For my heart to miss a beat- Everyday, you look my way, A secret, that we must keep- It’s cold inside, this absent block, A key that fits your perfect lock. And I wonder if our dreams collide- If we live, a life [...] Waited hours slipped by without trace, no remembrance, only a stillness in time. Agreements, sealed with love, doors, static and unknowing. I’d never experienced solitude like I did that day, like a flower separated from its stem, I lay dying. A death to amuse strangers, and occupy spaces. They say, When things slow to [...] Something seemed very different about that day. Perhaps it was in the waves that crashed so solemnly against the shore, or in the sky stained a soft translucent red. My mind seemed occupied with uncertainties, as I sat silently gazing out a million mistakes, rearranging fragments of a past like a jigsaw with one [...] Translucent red skies and heart shaped clouds, silently watch as you walk hand in hand, along another perfect shore. Cupids arrow binds you together, gracefully in love, forever believing in the dreams that you share. Songbirds sing exquisite songs, the sweetest lullaby dances, with music from the day you first met. Eternity waits for [...] Choking clouds of my confusion, descending down on me, another haunted attic, in which we sit tonight. Don’t leave, don’t leave me stranded. ’cause our love waits. So wont you meet me in the middle, ’cause our love waits, and I’m not over you. Weakened eyes your slipping away, dissolving all of my thoughts, [...] Seven thirty four, I dream of you knocking at my door, Seven thirty five, I dream of taking you by surprise. Imagination never dies, Imagination never dies. Seven forty three, I dream of you and me, Seven thirty four, I dream of wooden floors. And don’t be surprised that the imagination never dies, and [...] |
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