I'll always know you as I did in Rome
As lovers often do
In each other we made our homes
How quickly our love grew

You eyes were bright, so was your mind
As we laid on Roman earth
Your hair was soft, your face was kind
Kissed by Mediterranean surf

As I held them all, how big I grinned
I'd never held anything so tight
We smiled, we danced, we laughed, we sinned
Under a perfectly sleepy night

We packed our bags without a frown
Hands clasped, we flew through the air
God, they must have weighed three thousand pounds
Still, it was not much for us to bear

Soon we returned to the commonplace
Each day a xerox of the last
The days we'd stare for hours face-to-face
Had now become the past

We'd come home from work, tired and weary
A clatter of keys replaced our secret knock
Tales of co-workers are endlessly dreary
Dear, tonight I'm too tired to talk

All that would grow was the foreboding quiet
Holding, I felt you resist
As I quit smoking and you on your diet
Made only muttered words and clenched fists

Soon anything would have us screaming at each other
We'd release the anger from our hearts
Rivers for eyes, you'd call up your mother
And we'd endure cold, cold nights spent apart

Now I find you hanging from the ceiling
You found the packed bags; you thought you knew
Tears and hurt and my mind reeling
Oh dear, I was going with you

I quietly burn with what's left of my home
But the flames can't hurt if I hold you
On the bed burn two tickets to Rome
Oh dear, I was going with you

I'll always know you as I did in Rome
The way lovers seem to do
Amidst the arches and the catacombs
How quickly our love grew

Looking down on the tops,
Of buildings in the city.
People surfing in flip flops,
All so itty bitty.

Then the Lake of Salt in Utah,
And the Rockies' peaks.
Below us people never saw,
Our small gasoline leak.

We were almost down to earth,
in Penn's chocolate town.
When the plane's strong girth,
Burst and then went crashing down.

Then flames engulfed the engines first,
The wings were next to burn.
The people all around me cursed,
As my stomach began to churn.

I could feel the flames fast falling,
Popping filled my ears.
The stranger next to me was calling,
A daughter who was in tears.

He didn't know how to tell
a young girl he wouldn't be back.
I watched him closely as we fell.
He looked to me and said, "I'm Jack."

My last thought before the chaos,
Was that this man was kind.
Amid a world of dread lay us.
But to it, Jack was blind.

We walked that day down by the bay on water sand and stone.
The ocean grey without Sun's rays. We strolled along alone.
The thoughts expressed were ours to test, to like or simply hate.
The moon: our guest who, on wave crests, would brightly radiate.
We talked of nonsense, evanescence, and things that we'd never see.
We discussed reliance placed on an alliance to an unorthodox degree.
With ideas of this place that floats lonely in space and is sometimes referred to as Earth,
We allowed time to erase and love to encase the feelings we'd endured since birth.
We talked of prose, realistic goals, but dismissed that subject for sprites,
Which began talk of ghosts, we were spirit engrossed, for we heard them crying each night.
Life after death we debated in depth, The existence of Heaven and Hell.
Until all that was left was the time filled with breath; our lives were all we had to tell.
Secrets were revealed and our lips were sealed for there was no one who needed to hear
All of the things we feel or the things we'd concealed; our passions, our hopes, and our fears.
Now nothing was hiding inside or dividing us from each other; we were one.
And our hearts were inviting, this feeling enticing us to courageously face the Sun.
For the rest of our days I hope this feeling stays and never abandons me.
Even though our hair greys, our hearts have been at play since that walk years ago by the sea.

You live a life not quite worth living.
Tell me, how is it befitting
to dance around and laugh all day
yet, underneath, house all this pain?
It isn't right to cry at night
And in the morn' say it's alright.
Pretending life is worth your while:
That, my dear, is called denial.
If you can laugh and dance at day,
Then surely you can stand to say
That laughing isn't half the fun
When you're laughing alone without anyone.
And dancing by yourself can be
Anguish no one ever sees.
If you can stand to do all this,
You're strong enough to invent bliss.
But when you smile it doesn't hide
The agony you feel inside.
And your dancing isn't giddy steps;
It's pain inside your lost heart's depths.
Dancing solemnly with a ghost of a grin,
You're waiting for this life to end.
But to say this is life would be a lie;
This is just what happens before you die.

They look in the windows to see if I'm sleeping,
Through the sills and holes they'll come a creeping.
Darkness and shadows and scary things fun,
Will always keep you up on the run.
They mess with your mind so you see things at night,
They're bark is far worse than their sharp bite.
You might think about how they aren't real,
But do you ever realize what they come and steal?
Sanity, sweet dreams, and peace of mind,
Are what they feast on, they take what they find.
Ghosts and goblins and all thing frightening,
What they bring is not to my liking.
Pray for your children with all of your might,
When you go to tuck them in at night.
Pray for sweet dreams and safety throughout,
Pray for demons through the night without.
And when they come and curl up in your bed,
You know what came and found them instead.