He carves words he has spoken
Of promises unbroken
whispering into the dark
Chiselling delicately into her bones
With tobacco juice to bring out the tones
Quietly engraving symbols and psalms
Living for the night
Working through to the light
Communing only through dreams
In daylight she's secure
Inside a white Alder tree
Protected and respected
Her spirit flies free

On the shoreline
           I throw pebbles,

skimming them on
                years this love will last.


The one for you didn't even

           make it to one.


Sinking beneath a falling wave.


I walked atop the cliff top,
       you smiled and asked...


"Did I sink or swim,

I replied, "can a bird fly without feathers?

                          

                      It seemed like an eternity you flew,
but you had no feathers.

                I cried, as I put the note on the
                                          barbed wire fence...


She never knew how much I loved her,
but devotion is a fleeting moment..
         And she sank faster than any  rock

falling in the ocean.

And believe me I'd thrown a fair share of pebbles.

You were my orbit,
         but decaying in altitude.

Burning up in my heart,
   I thought you were a falling star.

But you were just a flicker in the
                    night sky of my life.