Lovers At Luxemburg

The Floating Heart

Vulnerable Heart

So it seems that the silence of a open heart tends to find it's self in the dark while the loud an heartless speak over the vulnerable and tender, the vicious cycle swirls its self unforgiving destroying fresh new tender hearts cursing them with doubt and fear, witch was the innocent now unconscionable  becomes the beast devouring the  vulnerable. ........... Why is it that we as people find it so hard to love, well maybe a uncountable number of hearts have been stepped on and torn to shreds, so now this cycle repeats its self the broken become the breakers ,outcome  everyone is sooooo afraid to trust to love again, so unfortunately our cursed human nature compels us to surround ourselves with things and people that cater to our broken hearts we intoxicate our minds with the same thing that what was probably part of the source of our dis-positioned heart is where it is now. But there is hope for us because there are still light hearted souls floating around in the silenced night waiting to be shined upon, there are broken ones too not far behind waiting for someone to mend their heart and soul,  it's a war with in it's self and I'm still fighting and the only way is to do so with a open heart other wise I will continue to feed that beast that thrives on my own self hinderedence . My vulnerable heart.....  A.M.

Window To Your Soul

Through the eyes , of ones soul I found a place,....a place where my heart and mind were safe , as our windows to our soul connected ....., intertwined with passion and fire, her kiss made my blood burn and my heart play a beat of a new tune and jazzed my mind making me lose grip of time , everything she my be , my thoughts thought to me, like a fluttering butterfly she slowly drifted , until my out of my reach , the blind fold of time, the history of mine , stifled by this , restricting the path in front of he, resulting of the hearts of they, to lose it's way , lost by unsaid expressions by numbered questions , He who that holds ones key retains a memory , of a smile , a kiss , caressed thoughts and body with soft finger tips ,connecting eyes full of paralleled destiny's , passionate thoughts shared mixed with never ending desires, breath of our souls we conspired ,................ through ones eyes, through the windows to your soul , I exist  .     A.M.....            

Awesome song....