Like Proton Torpedos Snaking into a bay I can see the light of your soul Just let me look a little longer… With your Windows I wither within myself While you seem to lay out the welcome mat So I look a little longer Hoping to catch a glimpse of myself I can feel your […]
Read more "Opia"I am a devourer of fear My enchantments bring light to the caves of the mind And my smile can change time I race against myself On different planes Gauging creativity greater than intelligence I gorge on leisure like it’s going out of style Taking note of wandering thoughts Like an astronaut on a different […]
Read more "Pupil of the Iris"There’s no control When your story has been told Before you’re even born Into a life of scorn I feel alone Like a sun that never shone The quicksand of time Were my actions ever mine? If fate is shaped By the sphere of time and space Then how could I right my wrongs With […]
Read more "Fateal Flaw"It’s been raining since the day I was born Quite the storm Life is… It’s a special kind of rain Sometimes the wind blows the pain away And sometimes the sun shines through But it always goes away I wish it would stay Your love would be like a diamond rain Beautiful and unique in […]
Read more "When We Were Talking"On the smoky side of the moon Where star flowers blast and bloom And hearts are in swoon Time dances in two Oh space lady Get your grind on Get your grind on Sing this faded song Like burning sage in every sky Today Is such a good day It’s the cosmos at play Like […]
Read more "Smoky Side of The Moon"The fire is rising Up to the air The sea is crying For earth to care The light is dawning The shadow is drowning Deeper in the tale we go Spiders are crawling While snakes are nesting Dolphins are calling Out into time The bull is rising The ram is climbing The chimes are ringing […]
Read more "Here and There"Darkness surrounds me like the ghost of the past Sounds appear but they dont last Touch is tantalyzing, but terribly fast This is the life upon which I have been cast Black like the bottom of the sea Cloudy and thick I move the stick to look with sound and touch Keeping on through the […]
Read more "Senses"Blue and gray Are the eyes of the old man Colors colder than the notes he brings to the air The Rodney Dangerfield of the day Caresses the fret like the shoulder of an old friend Bending music into frightening angles The world does not know his name But we have his face A memory […]
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