Simply sitting in the attic we find love so true.
With the moonlight seeping through the window,
You set me free from the fear i was wrung through.
With such radiant beauty you're endowed.

The magic we create together defines our sacred oneness.
Such delicate yet powerful pureness.
Like music seeping through my veins.
Like a cure to ease my pain.

The world is snowed in but you are keeping me warm.
With your passion and endless charm.
Outside the storm is raging.
But you create a skylight of beauty herein.

Laying us down you subside my pain.
Forever my shelter from the rain.
My beacon through the darkest nights.
I am healed and discovered by your light,

My Lady In The Attic...

I am not used to being without you.
I am not used to not hearing your voice.
I am not used to letting you go.
I am not used to sleeping by myself.
I am not used to living without your passionate touch.
I am not used to being alone.

I want you to kiss me like this.
Not so fast.
Do it slow and soft.
Put your hands here and here and look into my eyes.
Talk less.
Say my name as you move your body.
Caress my hair with love.
I want to taste your body.
I want to feel you inside me.
I want to extract love from your heart.
I want to bind myself to you.
I want you...
I want you...
I want you...
Oh God knows i do...


...........................

Good Night, love......

(Carrickfergus, Northern Ireland.
December The 22nd 1990)

The man was saying grace....

For their wonderful breakfast that lovely morning. 3 days before christmas.
It was snowing outside.

They did not know some men were breaking into their house through the back door. They shot him twice in the head and left immediately before he caught his last breath in front of his hysterical kids and wife.

The man was saying grace...

I am walking among the silhouette of the trees.
Stranded and lost in the frozen breeze.
I leave no footprints on the wet earth beneath my feet.
My days are nothing but cold sleet.

I still have real feelings though lost.
My spirit fills the circle of cold frost.
I wander my own land in a pursuit of peace.
Will my weary days ever cease?

I miss my old me.
I was full of life and passions....

Now i don't even know name.
The world still looks the same.
Yet remote and far away.
Nothing good left to say.

For me night has not yet come to pass
Beneath the stars that mass
To shine on me and my weary heart.
I took my path to part.

I see nothing but the dark silhoutte of the trees.
I hear nothing but the sound of the falling leaves.
I smell nothing but the scent of the wet earth beneath.

I feel nothing but emptiness...

i
am
leaving
my door
ajar tonight.
I want you to know
that i am letting you in
my house my heart
my life my sight.
Come to me
and fill
me
in

A
symbol
of our love
For you and me
to remember always
Till the day
we both die and fade away
I offer what money can not buy
My only devoted and everlasting heart
I'll stand by you
No matter what is probably coming our way.
I will always love you till my heart stops beating.
I wanna grow old with you and die in your arms because i
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
You