Came to love you, only you,
Hoping you would love me, too.

Had no others to hold my hand,
Travelled far throughout the land.

Squeezed your body when so near,
In my mind of love and no fear.

Wanted to travel to some far-out places,
In my heart seen only so many faces.

Yet, just one face would ever shine,
Oh, yes the day when you are mine.

Felt your breath breeze over my skin,
When does this love start to begin?

Came to love you, only you,
No other one will ever do.

The burnt grass drapes like a worn-out blanket,
While the darkened overhead ski looms lonely,
A whistling wind rushes by calling to all of us,
Worn-torn buildings tilting over like defeat.

Animals bolting crossed a rain-soaked path,
The rain drizzles downward making its way,
Windshield wipers jump helplessly to and fro,
While our minds are fixated in the fog this day.

Overhead birds circle in some mad-like dance,
We hear the banshees calling from the woods,
The endless flapping of the tires upon the road,
A dull-like sound so repetitious it truly drones.

On this sojourn, we've won and lost our minds,
Hell-bent drifters on the path of going nowhere,
Faster and faster propelling us along our way,
Feeling helpless on this journey to the unforeseen.

See the night,
In all, it's shade,
A veil, no light,
Covering us all.

Feel the cold,
Air blanketing us,
A silence so heard,
Reminding us of night.

The sounds abound,
Creeping in, a thief,
While others scream,
No place to hide tonight.

Cry for the night,
Day hurts us so,
But here lies else,
Something ever bold.

Live in the night,
Creatures here,
Some pounce while
Others sneak about.

This is the night,
No hiding now,
A hint of hope,
Escaping in the
dark.

Here's to the endless days and nights,
To all the people who came and went,
For all the mornings and evenings, too,
I raise my glass to celebrate all of you.

As age approaches and demands its due,
We sit and think of the lives once knew,
For all the people who brought such joy,
I tip my hat to acknowledge all of you.

By giving credit where credit is due,
The people who called and forgotten, too,
I saw you dance and then stagger through,
I wink my eye to acknowledge all of you.

Now as the sun sets so  peacefully hue,
The silence feels good and ever true,
Let's contemplate all the sad and new,
To acknowledge thankfully all of you.

When spirits come stealing into the night,
In hopes to take your heart and your soul,
Do not despair for the One overhead,
Knows all your pain and all your sorrow.

If darkness spreads like a blanket of doom,
Do not feel helpless like a child who is lost,
For He will hear your cries and your pleas,
Soothing your mind and your precious soul.

There are the dark ones always lurking about,
With desires to harm and to cause you to cry,
But the One will never desert or cause pain,
For He cries as well and wants to bring joy.

When all is lost and there appears no hope,
Remember you never are left drifting alone,
He knows your name and your every care,
Wanting your soul to soar and to dream.

If you believe you will never learn how,
To feel wanted and needed by others you see,
Remember He created a world of beauty,
With amazing people to love and to share.

The ragged window shade is slowing drawing,
It is the time to reflect and repose upon the day,
To lie back and sip upon a sweet taste of honey,
Steeming in a round cup with some herbal tea.

A sagging sun is sinking in the western skies,
The dog is snoring softly on the crumbling bed,
A cat steals softly across the carpet purring so,
All is finally falling into place and there's peace.

Perhaps, there will be a biscuit or two available,
With some peanut butter spread gently across,
The whispering wind blows through the curtains,
Speaking sweetly bringing the refreshing night air,
Reminding me of some misty, forgotten loved ones.

My soul is singing gently and swaying in my head,
A lit lamp flickers as if to send a constant reminder,
There's a time for the wake and a equal time for sleep,
As my heavy head drops ever so down onto my pillow.

Sweet flesh is a thing of such beauty,
That any notion of something else lingers;
If any moment in time could frame a picture,
It would be when two flesh become as one.

Deep love mixes fresh and full of vitality,
It is the thing that all can sometimes see;
The everlasting force of life comes quickly,
As two can die flung helplessly upon the fire.

If for the sake of pinning what it truly is,
The intellectual ones will miss the grade;
Not of the concrete or the visibly seen without,
No reason as it's found deep buried in quicksand.

Our lips are meant to transfer what two souls give,
Unto each other's pounding hearts and body sweat;
Sweet flesh leaves those who crave it wanting more,
Until the satisfaction arrives with momentary cease.