blossoms on the horizon

i feel the rumble of things to come
shaking my foundations
calling all my old junk to leave the premises
asking me to clean my blocked brain
making room
room to make
feeling the past drop away

private bliss

the light of a thousand expectations shines in my eyes
i bought some new sunglasses, they're polarised
i'm trying to imagine the light of paris
and london and berlin and italy and spain
the clatter of voices in different accents
and the feeling of not being in a familiar place
the quiet sensation of snow
and cold wind on a big black puffer coat
feeling the noises through my skin
finding new colour palettes
opening lazy doors
an explorer of private bliss

heart vortex

blue bubble
protection
shiny transparent pink
reflecting the heart vortex
shining a torch in the crevices of memory
from a hundred years gone by
found fossils of memories
coming back to life

soft

its yellow
and soft
smothers me with shine
breathing in light
flavoured with rain and hail
sprinkle me in a gentle moment

supersize it

hot tears
cold dreams
served in large helpings
rolling down my cheeks

sing me a rainbow

make me a dream
wish me a fantasy
throw me a flower
sing to me
make me smile
kiss my heart
shine your light on me
bring me love
give me comfort
throw your arms around me
stare into my eyes
tell me the truth
keep believing in me
give me the gift
of believing in you

feel

feel all
know nothing
see everything
touch some one
smell freesias
bump along
free wheeling
think freedom
draw conclusions
ask why
tell stories
make mystery sing