as the first blood lasts

to mend a broken heart
but tender is her beauty rare
as she fails you into her dark of nite

We be given to you
a will in ancient way
slept to the memory of open mind
in the rush and temper of tongue and fire
we dwell in the heat of a white wolves cry
as lamb be's birth brazen and naked on the spit of life

gentle eyes pierce the sky within the fold of skin
collected to sight on the razor sharp ray of sun
coloured to the souls velvet underground
brittle to the bones burn
no turning away in the no return

be soft to the touch
and life will be tender on its body

as it catches up on your sleep

without turning it into an enemy to **** again

the enemy isn't that man is
its that man makes it to be

you will not be leaving
you will be coming

We will carry you home
as life carried you first
We will break the bone
of love over the crack of your spine
and save your oceans deep
as life weeps its way to our shore
we will suffer the children's sleep
bled to the heart of a mothers mourn
still born to the soul ***** of its own birth
ripened in the cradle of a rest once more

Slip thru the eye and take a look
the world is serving up its book
as tempered be to mare at hand
in luck of might and reprimand

so gentle on the freedom wheel
is life here tuning thrice its seal
to ones own point of pole and peel
a flicker on the reapers reel

is to leave them out of it

holds its remedy in the body

a poisoned body
holds its remedy in the heart

a poisoned heart
holds its remedy in the soul

as its a creative input
not a direct out

you create as you look
not look as you create

can be a million miles away
in the furthest reaches of your own mind

if you focus on the best of life it will be created to you
and if you focus on the worst that will be created to you too

a petal to the flowers kiss
a buzz inside the bumbles bliss
I am not that
for I am this

with things you don't know

Just wipe your bottom clean
there's no need to investigate it

life is saving your heart

the abundance of money and no love
the abundance of love and no money
the abundance of both and no soul

its in the eye of the human being
all the carnage is created

not in the way it looks
in the way its perceived to be

as life serves itself first

Dove pets its wing
to the wilt on the winds back
carries its eye to the feed of a sacred river
on the footprint of rock
thru the mouth of the angels fallow

it had come to find you

whose do you choose
be made real for you

don't touch my lips

cause no ones doing it better

keep on the up and up

so don't tolerate it of yourself or others
as it never breaks the silence

to  see the bleed of seperation

are you not hungry for your body

at least he thought he was alone
until the night sky broke its rule
and shone him a star
he always knew as home

Knows better than truth
as a truth can never keep you
and a lie will want you all to itself

We be a body you are made of
as you be a body made of us

cause you crave a feeling
at your disposal

you believe and think is a thing

the baby of emotion crawl to you
rather you chase after it

as waves to a silent ocean
cloud to an empty sky
wind to fresh still air
stars to the black of night
sight to the blind of eye

But we are never out of your mind

not your answer to your question

not for the want of it

as its a giving to the self
not a getting for the self

and that's perfectly accurate
as its not yours

and your only job is to get you

irreplaceable
and non negotiable

We know how much you mean to us
Do you ?
or does it hurt to the touch
or anger you up when you think to receive it ?

Let it not be a human love to be made real and welcome
seek again, but for the love that's found hidden
in the proof behind the pain where we be warming up
to who you really are beyond it all

and you make up the rest

We feel exceptionally well in your care
with or without your attention

We met briefly
I was the one you didn't see
but intimately

a thief takes that it believes it lacks
a thieved lacks that it believes can be taken

Under your bone is life
Under your life is death

Under your death is birth
Under your birth is skin

We see it as its meant to be
Not as it is

We be it beyond belief
to make it liveable