Languid Floating

My lips across her shoulder
taste her collar bone
her lashes spell out longing
and say "don't leave me alone"
Her hair is on my shoulder
it intertwines with mine
I fear I am dreaming
please don't give me a sign
I just want to hold her
nearer to me still
and wake with her come morning
laying there until
the words that I will whisper
remind her of our dream
where we were languid floating
in skin colored like cream

By: Elizabeth Azpurua

Shiver White Moth

"Paint it White"

Burn my retinas
in a startling white
paint my horizon
and cover that light
the color that comes again
each setting night
and reminds me of a friend
so paint it white
paint it white, white, white
and burn it bright
until finally
I go blind

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"Moths Corrupt"

Too many months and holes appear
the moth ate the clothes hanging here
so little holes let in the cold
let in the light
and now look old
Too many months and moths corrupt

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"Shiver"

Shiver but no cover
no lover, no guide, no guardian
no feather for a pillow filled with stones
no leg to stand upon on your own
Shiver but no shelter
no helper, no friend, never someone
no pitcher for your water to quench your thirst
no one to hold is just the worst
So you shiver and you shake
laying there wide awake
dreaming of a lover or a friend
a helper or a healer a guardian
Shiver on your own because you chose it
Funny how shivering was not your wish

Wake Me tomorrow in Paradise

"Dream-maker"

It's late and I'm awake, oh Mr. Dream-maker

Take the silt and sand from my eyes

And take me to your world of paradise

It's 2 a.m. and I can't sleep, my Dream-maker

Take the ash and soot from my bed

Take me wear you lay your head

I wanna sleep by you

Wanna wake in my dreams with you

Wanna spend the night beside you

and wake tomorrow there with you

Wake, wake, wake me when we leave

Take, take, take me when I sleep

It's passed 2 in the morning Dream-maker

Take the dust and cobwebs from the night

And wake me when the world is sunny bright

It's far too late and I'm here my Dream-maker

Take the air and scent it with happiness

I want to see your world and decompress

I wanna sleep by you

Wanna wake in my dreams with you

Wanna spend the night beside you

and wake tomorrow there with you

Won't you wake, wake, wake me when we leave?

Take me there, take me when we sleep

Let's just together close our eyes

Wake me tomorrow in paradise

Hello Mr. Dream-maker come lay beside me

Wake, wake, wake me when leave

Take, take, take me with you please

By Elizabeth Azpurua 8/25/10

A Reaching Bird that Flies and Sings in the Sky Towards You

"Fingerprints in the Sky"

Caught feeling like falling but needing the ledge
and wanting my feet to fly from the edge
The moments I spent trying to reach the sky
left fingerprints on the clouds that roll by

Elizabeth Azpurua

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She is reaching and climbing and dancing along and found her muse in the words to a song; she carried the feeling and planted a tree that turned into birdsnests that sang for no fee. Her hope is a masterpeice, musical lore; she tells the tale often and lets the birds soar.




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"Those Eyes...."

Harbinger of mercy
Master of light
Creator of my desires
in the dark of the night
Reflection in deep pools
King of my heart
Fighting for my salvation
like it's an art
Blue eyes in the memory
Deep though they go
Brings out all the wanting
to watch my soul grow
Brighter than lightning
Vaster than the sky
My soul just keeps reaching
Towards you


8/21/09

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I'm the bird at the back of the flock in the sky
the one thats flying alone up high
tries to catch up and the wind blows strong
keeps on going and follows along


Elizabeth Azpurua

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Hope is a living, breathing, dreaming sort of thing; without constant hoping you are a dying lonesome dream. But what is your hope ever bringing to your dream but a constant ever longing for a living sort of thing?



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All Written by Elizabeth Azpurua

Airplane

She was going to take an airplane

to change her future

and to lift her heart on wings

She was going to take an airplane

to right a wrong

and to allow her heart to sing

But planes can go up in flames

just like love built upon lies

She was going to take an airplane

to make music in her head

and to let her heart carry her to peace

She was going to take an airplane

to fight away the frowns

and to let her heart and love be at ease

But planes can go up in flames

just like love built upon lies

Every coin, penny, nickel and dime

set aside for a fancy plane ride

to end her troubles and woes

and take away the sorrows

Every coin, penny, nickel and dime

spent elsewhere because that plane ride

never happened, never flew, never left

because hopes come and go for what's best

Planes can go up in flames

just like love built upon lies

She was going to take an airplane

and she was dreaming of the coast

and dreaming of the hope

never wanting to let go

She was going to take an airplane

and she was reaching out to hope

so she could wake up and she'd know

but now she'll never, ever go

now she'll never, ever know

Planes go up in flames

like love built on lies

Watch them fly away

and wave and say goodbye

 

by elizabeth azpurua orginally written on 2/10/10