Elysium, a peak into the hereafter… A climb before the climbing, A looking into the heart of life And finding the secret of death, A hidden knowledge in the sub-cons…

From that mysterious island in the… far beyond my eyes and ears and ar… wreathed in a fragrant mist of pur… with a beating heart and saintly m… of an ancient language from a diff…

Primal Touches Flesh so new and flesh so electric My surging heart it pumps so quick Her skin like satin in its glowing Her grace I treasure for her best…

Of waters in view of enchanted eye… Rising up yearning to touch the sk… A vision up close to a yonder site… As depth and perception come out t… A make believe land for the roving…

She lives in room 706. It used to be the busiest one in the house, but as the years drifted by, fewer customers walked through the door. Her radiant skin still had a glow, but it was ...

That Sound You with your silky hands Your hallowed golden strands Surround me with thy rousing voice… Your sober laments and your rejoic…

That Glorious Work The work of salvation, that Most glorious work of God, is That eternal mirror that reflects In its grandest manner,

Fragments of lower heaven flying i… from the attic of the upward skies… ivory chunks of feathery velvet da… with the December winds in rhythm with the overbearing bre…

The song of the bagpipes cuts thro… over the moors and hills with an I… songs of the battles and songs of… songs that make me get up and danc… How can I deny that music does th…

Years Ahead Little girl, up ahead road so smoo… Moving swiftly into life’s journey… Into years when time is like winte… When rudiments are past and music…

Soaring high and higher, one step over the fields of death, gossamer clouds with wings of whit… the Olympic man on his Olympic sk… looks down at the valleys below,

The home of balladry, of the melod… the whistling trees, the flutes of the forest nymphs, the air that passes through the ke… the magic air that breaks into pie…

When rulers rule from beyond the s… Beyond the waves and forest tree, Over the shores of freedom’s land, Over the oppressed of those who ra… Dreams of independence come at nig…

Love gates on pleasure’s path of deep crimson soaked in myrrh, wide open for passion’s run, past a fleet of words with the scent of love and love’s garden