Let me write my love
On every wall
I will paint entire
Cities with your name
Every metaphor a
Thinly veiled attempt
To describe the stars
In your eyes

Let me compose symphonies -
Conduct orchestras and choirs
To sing your praise
Every note an ode to
The way the moonlight
Caresses the curves of your face

Let me put brush to canvas
And I will command
Every hue
Every brushstrokes
To reveal the secret
Of your smile

And if you let me
I would dedicate
my entire life
To master every art form
If it meant I could accurately convey
The feelings you stir within me

Texarkana

Then the gun men come and then
The one in blonde fox
Clutching the Book of Ruin
In his clean white hands
From the barn I could see the star
Of his horse galloped toward us
In the, there was nothing
We could do
Just watch as an ocean of bloodhounds
Flood down the side of the mountain



Cynthia Cruz ---

The call of deaths retreat,
Blanketed in a vast ocean abound,
Calling you closer day by day,
Like snails moving across planes slowly,

Drift my dear love into the mysterious
Presence of pure peace and devotion
Again to sunset to sunder again

KRD--

Like time flowing nowhere
I find the rejection of life's constant,
Turmoil
Drifting through

Like broken chalices
Each dancing like brilliant oceans,

Interbred and intwined with fire
Desires to breathe outwardly

Like dead birds drinking tea
Together

Evil begone
Forever
The love inside my mind

I was waiting by the flowers,
And found out the Garden was black as night,
The tide was dark and grey,
The light was dim and onyx steamed like a dragon's mouth,

I stood up,
Moved forward and all I could say, was I am nothing,
But everything is in me,
Waiting to simply Breathe,

Death called,
Hell was after,
The lake of Fire tried to eat my Spirit,
From Heavenly Love's Desire,

But away I was,
Victorious with Love,
The only percent of time I could,
Ever do or say,
Was something always,

Inbetween time,
I've found the design,
Of new and old,
Old and new,
Combined with things I knew to do.