Closer.

-The journal logs of vivid dreams-

We’ve met in dreams occasionally. I can see why we do sometimes. It’s a bond not like any other and I wouldn’t want it any other way. The higher level of consciousness we’ve brought together cannot be reached by just anyone. You’ve given me your hand and I given mine, Everything said and done.  I promise to be open always, never again to bite my tongue for the sake of humanity and to you. We spoke the truth of our lives each word taken in deeply. Warm vibrations of love like the presence of cosmic stars. Erecting love and lost in the place of light. Before the world was placed we have met in the place where we were made. Created by the same substance of life. Closer to the creator of dreams. We are the same.

I write them down so I’ll never forget them. I keep this open so that the heart who feels the same way know…. I am here. – Writer J

The glass bottle.

-The journal logs of vivid dreams-

I’ve no longer bitten down the tongue that wishes to speak. I’ve come too close to reach my inner me. I am searching for you. Walking though the aisle standing on a shelf the green bottle wrapped with twine, shinning and glistering from sun rays. I was drawn to it completely. I placed my fingers against the wrappings and a beautiful sound of winds came out. I began to make music tracing my fingers against it. A harmony written inside. A love I’ve always been searching for… is this you calling me back? It’s time to speak love, passion and beauty. Yes, this is the time.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋


Two souls.

Lovers of ocean, sand and sky…. I wonder if we’ll meet again. Memories are stored away until nostalgia wants to open them up. I can’t forget you, I shouldn’t and I wouldn’t. The ties we’ve made were unforgettable. I know deep down you can remember, like the waves crashing against the beach. The smell of ocean salt brushing against your cheeks. I’ve seen the hell in your eyes, I didn’t want to admit it. I can see souls, not bodies. Signs of Virgo & Pisces, Brothers til the end… I’ll always be a witness of this love you’ve shared. Dripping paint across the board leaving a mark between you two was my purpose.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

Venus Moon.

Say the name softly into the universe.

A magnetic mirage of darkness,

Opposite sides of lovers in poems & verses.

She is the other side of Venus moon,

Her ruling nature is to be taken,

Devoured by her language. . .

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋


(The photo album) pt.1

-The journal logs of vivid dreams-

The house is made of wood,brick and stone. The nature surrounding it made it all too perfect; a home created by love and memories. Laughter & joy of playful children could be heard from downstairs. I was brought to a table of thick wood, on top were albums & photos of many faces I couldn’t recognize. The intention was not knowing but to feel them. I’ve known this because love was coming from the photos presented neatly in an album. Treasure is kept this way. My center was entirely drawn into them. You’ve placed them in my hand, each photo a told story. Genuine and unfiltered, capturing the moments of love. It was this purpose. I fell in love with this purpose. Sharing the stories of photos with your words, while another listens with his craving heart.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

I Love You.

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This will be my first time touching the hot grounds underneath me. I’ve been standing on these grounds as long as I can remember. The night when you’ve took a piece of me with you. The night I watched you go, the night my love one had to go. Saying goodbye with one last breath my heart froze in time and fallen into the surreal atmosphere I call Hell. Repeating words inside my head “This isn’t real” I’m about to dive head in first into this new world of broken fragments. The memories were the first to utterly shattered me then the sight of you gone is when my heart lost the love. This is what death feels like when swallowed so quickly, you just fucking can’t. Paralyzed from a state of shock feeling just the pain you could only say Why. It’s painful to lose you’re love one. The day ones in your life that you’ll need have the power to bring your heart close to death. Connection is felt by both ends….

I Love You.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

Fields And Pier.

His soulful ache of expression sings in harmony & in love; reaching outward to fill his cup. – Writer J

Lyrics:

 Far, take me far away from here,

From here. Start, started walking from the fields,

To the pier. I, I will stay upon your mind when I am gone, And fine, fine,

I won’t be gone, Gone for long.

 Time, time is headed for the hills, Not to be found.

Watch, watch and listen while your heart Shakes the ground.

Fill, fill your cup and do not thirst For the dream.

And please, please learn to feel

the sun Under the trees.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

Purple.

Pouring crimson emotions; Hot and thick over twilight concoctions.

The first touch burst vivid into one.

A new creation of pleasure,

Leaks to the ends of the bed,

Where hungry souls are fed,

This dark and rich color emerges to be devoured between legs.

Red & blue makes purple sex.
⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

Tearful kiss.

Lift your head up high,

Receive the warmth of a tender embrace,

Holding hands tight for the impact,

Pressure weight felt chest to chest.

Fallen tears of joy has come between the two.

Listen how their hearts dance; beating so fast they’re one at last.

Kissing the tears from hurtful past.

No more painful tears to shed, sweet love. Equal love is with us.

‘The foundations of the world will return to it’s beginnings and I’ll still wait for you beloved.’ -Writer J

flame.

Exposition of wrist and neck,

Much more for what love can make,

Dangerous ties are made to wreak,

Not for the weak and fake-hearted,

Sensual brutality of body and mind.

Come my beloved, watch the flames spill and bind,

Like no other can tame and find.

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋