I asked her,
"be my valentine"
but that was back in 69
and I was but
13 years old way back in time.

I cannot remember if she said, 'yes'
but I guess it doesn't matter now,although
I like to think she did.

I'm not sure if you and I have ever
been apart, long enough to make me
wrest my dark secrets
and revive you from the back of
my manic mind.

You have been my companion
for however long it could have been
and I have tried as much as I can
to run from you.
Away from you.

But sooner or later,
your easy reach into my soul of torment:
you know where to hide, where to look for
the things I thought I lost,
will make me return to you.

And with this silence,
I thee wed.

Fly away into the darkness of the night
The stars will reach out their ethereal light
Fly away into the night
The moon will lure you with its gravitational might
Fly away into the night
To the planets in their rhythmic orbit
Fly away in the night
To the sun and its warm embrace

He colors the room
with his painted garb
and painted white face.
Making the kids laugh

A piercing laughter
after every joke.
As he hops and skips.
As the kids chuckle .

With every gag and
every joke they lash
out in high pitch squeals.
As the clown dances and bounces.

But nobody sees the frown
under the painted  smile.
Nobody sees the pain.
Under the colored garb.

I make everyone laugh…
but who will make me smile?

Beneath my chamber window
Pierrot was singing, singing;
I heard his lute the whole night thru
      Until the east was red.
Alas, alas Pierrot,
I had no rose for flinging
Save one that drank my tears for dew
      Before its leaves were dead.
I found it in the darkness,
I kissed it once and threw it,
The petals scattered over him,
      His song was turned to joy;
And he will never know—
Alas, the one who knew it!
The rose was plucked when dusk was dim
      Beside a laughing boy.