Thirst January 24, 2011

You say you love me

You say that you care

I say to you that I don’t feel your love nor care

You ignore me in protest

Love me like no other

Love me like there is no tomorrow

Touch me as though you will never get the chance to touch me again

Kiss me like you are going to war

Hold me as if you never mean to let me go

Tell me everyday what I mean to you

Tell me how much you love me

Remind me that I am the one,  that I’m your motive for life

Reassure me that without me, your world will be cold and dark

I don’t know what I mean to you

I don’t know where I stand

All I know is that I’m starving for love

Lessons of Love January 23, 2011

Little by little you will learn the delicate difference between holding a hand and enslaving a soul

That love is not to lean on or friendship

entrusting forever

and you will understand that kisses are not contracts

and gift don’t mean promises or oaths

little by little you will learn that the rays of sun will burn

if you choose to bathe in it

you must grow your own garden

instead of waiting for one to deliver you flowers

you will learn to have patience

and to be strong when facing a good bye

you will learn that you are worth much more

To be a Bear or not to Bear January 19, 2011

Bare with me… Yes I mean be naked with me. I want the truth and nothing but the truth.I want your naked body pressed next to mine. I want simplicity and peace.

I go through my days wanting to bare it all out and have someone do the same with me. Every day I wake up wishing I was a bear, naked in the woods eating salmon and berries. I hate bearing the pressure that builds up in every orifice of my life. I want to lose everything and have a clean start. My life is cluttered with so much and I just can’t seem to sort anything. I used to want to live on an island where my instincts would help me survive. An island where there would be no long term goal and my only worry would be to find food and to keep my shelter protected. A place where natural selection would be law and the notion of giving thought to tomorrow would be foolish. Alas, I am not on that island. I am here in this society where I sweat the little stuff and worry about things out of my control.

So these days, when nothing seems to go the right way, I fantasize about being a bear. Somewhere in the woods, with my bare body strolling the bushes and rivers looking for food. Not concerned with who will see me to judge, and most importantly no time constrains to stress me. I will hibernate through out winter and in spring rise again to find a mate and eat. What a life!

I find my self hiding away from most of you these days. I guess I feel more safe in my cave.