(2013)
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
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,
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
The warmth I felt has now turn… for barriers of winter ensue May you see the winds that carry m… as they carry me over skies of blu… The warmth I felt has now turned…
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
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,
There is an ache that lives ins… from where it comes I do not know But with it brings black butterfli… that carry pain on wings of woe Casting shadows on midnight moon,
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
When I am nothing but a cloud… and my memory old as rust; you will see me standing on the sh… you’ll feel me in the winds that g… You’ll hear my voice at midnight,
O love within my hearts desire, you tangled neath brush and briar; to live below a world of bitter b… while my lips drip with lovers win… Now in chambers bed I weep,
I hear the melody of midnight, and the song of the whippoorwill I pray for you my sweet darling, as the silence of night stands sti… My tears flow an ebbing stream
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,
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,
Here we sit in timely fashion For we be only as a hint of breath; Like a flower
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…