(2014)
Here we sit in timely fashion For we be only as a hint of breath; Like a flower
Around the fire a heated ring Lips that meld, hearts that sing A dancing vision, to unfurl Skin of ginger, rich as pearl Loving sighs, moon of pale
Within your face I see erased, that place were flowers bloom Where homes are void of windows, while overhead crows do swoon I brought a candle shining bright,
I saw a star past midnight Thought of you under moonlight Upon such things I dare to dream but tonight this I deem Forbidden as the fruits that grow,
I had a bleeding heart of pain, that only you could heal It was my hope, a reoccurring drea… one I thought you might could feel I cried those tears of many years,
Breath of beauty, smell of myrr… For all my love it does stir That of which my heart awakes My lips of red softly quake Your touch be, as gentle spring
Let me live my life of dreams; to rid this brow of furrow I’ll kick the dirt from parted sea… and throw away the sorrow The sun will rise on caps of water
Everywhere the wind blows, you know my heart goes too For I look for you in the spring… and in the trees of apple orchard’… I look for you in winters rhyme,
I’ll n’er look into your eyes agai… but only in dreams enshrined, There by winters gate, where we drank forbidden wine You hold me in cabin light
Awaken, precious flower, For your buds are laved in dew Like beads upon your thorns, in the morning day of new For in your sweet essence,
In life’s wave of ebb and flow, there’s mountains high, and valley… Where eagles soar in endless skies… and natures wonders Grace our eyes… Flowers bloom on summers day,
There is a wall of highest buil… that broke your heart and mind It slipped between blood and love and lost it’s silver line We had our day of fun and play,
Ever does the heartache, when in slumber it awakes, to hear the silence absence makes
I wayward fell in a freakish hell, to a place of discarded doom I wriggled and squirmed, then conf… no one was coming to my rescue There was fire and brim, burning b…
Yes, the winds of love still bl… and heat still melts the winters s… The robin still sings, the black b… Clouds billow across the skies in… The tide still ebbs from an aching…