Return to the Darkness

Return to the darkness to tango once more,
in the world of the larkless we dance
as we *****
where the untrusted hunt the nieve
the fear of Dawn and what she'll reveal
Some souls are shadows
shadows hide theives
souls sold or stolen
some lost belief
Political posters pose pasted on walls
are mugshots of those who dug the *******
black as a bible
black as the coal
the beast that eats worlds just birthed a black foal
but once in a life time
a heart that is true
with no fear of the darkness
a hero walks through


RETURN TO THE LIGHT

Once in a lifetime
a heart that is true
with no fear of the darkness it walks out of to you
why?, you may wonder
does it brighten the night?
because this solid heart walks in truth and in light
you were told stories of the darkness when young
you assumed they were only about times with no sun
but these were always tales of the soul
setting sun was lost hope in the stories of old
black as a bible
black as the coal
there's a man at the crossroads buying all souls
if you go to the crossroads he'll be waiting for you
unless you walk through with a heart that is true

Twisted, tangled, platted scard, bark roots
growing up, aiming for the stars, from humble springtime shoot,
the beer bottle, chlorophyll conopy
framed the stars and hung on the sky for you and me to see
your mules lay sleeping, and my worn out boots,
20 toes on 4 feet stand casually aloof,
This half past, bed time, ink soaked, sultry night,
plots to **** our foot loose, fancy , child free, single lives, by night
a citrus soaked, aromatic breeze
makes music on its way as it mingles with the leaves that dress the trees
A barn owl holidays inside a hole
who is he to twit twoo or even hoot to us to go
the river oozes easy to the sea
Opal blue twists and turns corners into aqua green
Whip crack lightning lassoos across the sky
a prophet for a thunder storm at war near by
come morning has broke its going to break my heart
to lose this poetry, this painting this supernatural dark

I was so sentimental
i prayed to above
to send me a love
I was so, sent a mental

Her soul sings so beautifully,
echoes of lives blown apart,
and ghosts of history
howl in the holes of her heart
to tell her not to hurt...
you may as well tell her to fly
cant express how much
but it hurts all of the time

but pain is a teacher
it leaves when its lesson is taught
and battles tomorrow
won with the strength that pain bought
Time has no desire to fix or heal you inside
but with time you learn
to confront where you once tried to hide

Her soul sings so beatifully
It sounds like a place that i know
it rhymes with the memories of days
where i played long ago
tell her not to hurt
or allow her to learn how to fly
in time pain and memories
will trigger a bittersweet smile

Twisted, tangled, platted scard, bark roots
growing up, aiming for the stars, from humble springtime shoot,
the beer bottle, chlorophyll conopy
framed the stars and hung on the sky for you and me to see
your mules lay sleeping, and my worn out boots,
20 toes on 4 feet stand casually aloof,
This half past, bed time, ink soaked, sultry night,
plots to **** our foot loose, fancy , child free, single lives, by night
a citrus soaked, aromatic breeze
makes music on its way as it mingles with the leaves that dress the trees
A barn owl holidays inside a hole
who is he to twit twoo or even hoot to us to go
the river oozes easy to the sea
Opal blue twists and turns corners into aqua green
Whip crack lightning lassoos across the sky
a prophet for a thunder storm at war near by
come morning has broke its going to break my heart
to lose this poetry, this painting this supernatural dark

If i try to upload a profile picture
it doesnt work
something about pixles?
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youre every breath that i take
youre every move i make...