Breathing slow, breathing deep
Across the sea of slumber creep
Mists aglow with hidden fire
Sheets the bed with fresh desire

In the shadows of midnight's keep
The blaze is quickened, in flurried sleep
A haunting breath of flash and flame
Creeping ‘round the window pane

Scents that stain the pillow case
On the river of silence race
Swallowed up by raging need
Storms the crown, to plant the seed

Behind the shade of fevered dreams
Piercing truth, in stillness screams
Secrets locked beneath the skin
In visions ripe to trickle in

Broken whispers flutter by
Painting promise on the sky
Naked flesh begins to yearn
As passion flares, the body burns

Trapped in a subconscious mind
The light of day will never find
A fire as hot as is this bliss
Drowning in a moonlight kiss

Picked up my guitar
I forgot I could play
I brushed the dust back
Back from my grave
No more, no way
Will I be death's slave!

I started to jam
Wining again
Pick myself up
I can even play
Van Helan
Where the hell have I been?
I've been keeping all of me in
I'd rather live
Live to the end!

And all who suffer
The ignorance of man
I play my guitar
As tied are my hands
Yet free is our voices
So let us be heard
Giving up
It just seems absurd!

People in my heart
Never have to jostle for space
Friends take the special place
All the suites reserved
Yet there are rooms enough
The doors ajar-open
The last door is infinity

the temple is up, hounded by

sleeplessness--as bodies of dust

move thru one another, and

will not settle.

a rose lie in a space of offering,

pacing her folds--as there is love

to be had.

lapis lazuli twilight, striated with

purple harbingers of lovers afoot.

impassioned in their unrest, they

know there is another in the distance

of the life that lives them.

to enfold with, secure and brace for the

aggressive fade--where this dream's undreamt.