i found myself
at a party
hanging
with some friends
when a pretty

Oh Halcyon Epoch
That we should partake
Whilst mended world sleeps
Is lost by her
As she sits on high

Perspective of Creation watchi
Two figures on a mountainside
Embracing as the Heavens cry
Creation has waited so long
Finally love is found!

there she sits
as unreadable to me as ever
in that shell she made a home
for all i know she could be
peeking between invisible fingers

It raises the question
to desire and be desired
is that all there is
like a moth to a flame
what language of love is to be sou

tireless
she is
ticking
while i
drop

writers
writing
readers
intently
reading

Here I am upon shanks’ nag… forlo
Covered by the chill blank darknes
I am feeling old
Not solely in body… but in spirit
With every solitary step

Eve
my tattooed nun
with eyes that see
more than I could ever convey
with breath and body

It is you I see
In my dreams dream
Walking along a grass filled plain
Underneath caring angelic skies
I watched your silently moving lip

A lone traveler in a lonely world
Tired of being all by himself, he
Gathering his thoughts, he puts be
(If only for the night)
And prepares himself for the long

Oh Dahlia… born of love
The sorrowful maiden’s first flowe
Her sweetest treasure from the gar
How she loved watching you grow
Your roots deep… your resolve stro