In the mist,
I long to be,
On the sand,
Beside the sea.
In these waters,
My eyes are compelling you,
In silence I speak volumes,
Your heart has drunk and it blooms
Beyond everything you knew.
Among this garden of dreams,
A chill lingers in the mist of ear
A scent of pinewood to the daybrea
I revel in thoughts of that which
Lying, lying on this mossy forest
Corroded by waves of memories sile
In the bygone age of yester-year,
When the days were long,
And the nights were clear,
A gusty wind blew the curtains she
In the warmth of midsummer.
In the sigh of the twilight hour
On a fading hue of glistening sand
A salty spray from the playful tid
Was caught in the wind on this sea
Haunted by shadows of the deep,
Consume me oh burning fire,
Be that of my heart’s desire,
Fill me with embers flaming,
To the point of heaven aiming.
Rewrite my sadened soul’s demise,
The moon was a ghostly guise in th
A breeze, like a murmur, drifted t
Held spellbound by the lucidity of
My essence is rhapsodized in the m
A treasury of eternal beauty hidde
My heart in ice did slowly freeze,
While the frost of Winter swirled
Terror’s of night were caught in t
As a scream of snowflakes whirled.
Tears of blood as tears of pain,
Here, amid this cloudless night,
While the moon glowed ever bright.
Hot winds over shifting dunes,
Carried with it a faint tune.
In the darkness, a secret held,
Eloquent thoughts of you embellish
As blue silk cascades over my skin
Stars were tossed upon a blackened
While in this trance I am held wi
The shadows, In silence, caress t
In balladry you spoke to me,
Within the moonlit night of spring
Whispers ever so fervently,
Compelling my heart to sing.
Mist in the garden softly drips,