Bed of Fantasy

April 6, 2006 3:00pm

Seated in the Bed of Fantasy

Reposefully conceded my despair heart

Nakedly, presented my mystery

So that momentarily placed aside my misery

Unwept; wept,

Unsaid; said

Unnoticed; noticed,

Unheard; heard

You nakedly spread your hands

Extended to my existence

On this bed of fantasy

You embraced my weeping, and tied us for my misery

I felt secured, freed

And untouchable from disturbance that bothers me

On this Bed of fantasy, I felt perpetually home

Cared and loved by your totality

Your caress went inside

Directly to my soul

Touches my emptiness

Accompanied my loneliness

I innocently cried

Like a new born baby

Who never been cared

And loved in his first time on earth

I behold your wakeful slumber

You nakedly delivered the mystery of your mystic mind

Nakedly, It vocalized the undisguised you and defined the absolute you

And your candid love that felt taciturn is indeed faithful in reality

Your anxiety tremble my heart, harried in every lament knocks in my heart

Nakedly, I shamed to be as maternal affectionate, to soothe you in my arms

My touch of affection took away your disturbance

Then, tender lullabies to ease your wakeful senses, on this Bed of Fantasy

On the Bed of Fantasy

I nakedly perceived the shade of me in your life

Bed is restless, always a fantasy and solitarily melancholic

But a bed with my passion and wariness is restful and peacefully insole

Suzette Lyn
Everything starts with a simple thought
... then I will think how the particles work
......then I will come out with the idea how the body works

then I bring these thoughts to reality
.. I will look at my sorroundings
.. observe how the reality works
.. so I can make an article, songs, poems, quotations, drawings (vector graphics), video, animation and so on..

and I call it.. "The Art of Thinking"