The Underground Garden: Room 280 Love of A Tribe

  We know the Real World Where we belong We know we shouldn’t be here It makes the Real World seem Unnecessary But it’s the Real World And that’s where we belong. Not through our world’s escape hatch Landing in limited infinite time How dare we be that happy That relaxed That exhilarated That calm How dare we find each other And love it. Only in doses We can’t run around on zero sleep Control the day on ecstasy Smile so widely the Real World can see Our inner cores brightly shining The Real World is madness Hectic Draining The Real World is good for training You into believing there’s nothing good Except its stress How dare we escape through our safe sex? How dare we recharge with sweet rendezvous Rose scented moods Ahhing with oooos and cradling swoons Lighting up rooms with laughter and ease Bringing a please with a whisper’s breeze Silently speaking through imagined feelings Sensing flesh before even touching Effectively reaching that which is empty Filling it beyond its top With memories for life that make time stop While in the Real World… We sit still And travel back to Room 127 That piece of Heaven The meeting place where we captured Face Danced with Grace Did not spend a second in haste It was our time our world in Truth Our escape and its Spook We know that isn’t the Real World. So take it in doses Take in the roses Separate knowing The mirage will evaporate Into dreams and memories The reality will soon seem Just a fantasy But our bodies will continue to speak We were there However, We exist in the Real World So how dare we challenge The Real World We know we shouldn’t change the course of our existences That is where we belong In doses Scent your home with my roses Drift to sleep with my hands on your cheeks Rise to my smile begging Please? May I kiss you while you dream? The Real World cannot be distracted from By our Mused definition of Love Which this is not Traditionally speaking We are beyond a status quo We are re-discovered from centuries ago We are re-awakening the ones that we know Giving each other the Love needed to Grow In order to confront evil and pain overthrow Back in the Real World.   Liza Zayas is a lover of writing and dancing and celebrates both as a singer and songwriter performing as Luna del Flor. You can hear her collaborative sounds and experience life through her storytelling. She invites you to dance. Her poetry seeks to initiate dialogue by intentionally expressing consequences of love, lust, ego and self-respect