I sit among the winds of human souls
where darkness dares not speak
of storms that rock deep anguish
until it becomes
a fire inside you.  
These winds are more complete
when they rest upon my tongue
and get lost inside a dance
crying “let me go”
without use
of a cold attitude.

No fear do I have
of the years gone by,
I barely knew
of their passing.  
It seems as if their value
has been exiled to a corner,
left there
to dream.
So I can sit among the winds
without a single care
crashing in and demanding
I have remorse
for holding back
the years
self-esteem.

Where there is sinister intent
and darkness clouds the sky,
there are moments
when the secrets of the wind
chase the substance
known as peace.
I feel the heat against my body
as I sit among the winds
accepting kisses
on my lips
from years gone by,
exiled............
begging for release.

When one skates to the stars
with feet called to wait on the sunrise,
it is said their hearts are hungry
for the dreams full of love
to return again.  
The taste of this hunger
travels with them
into the darkness full of stars
and stirs every sunset
they see
in their domain.

Sometimes this makes one feel
like running away
to erase the past and all pleasures
which made them feel complete
each and every morning.
Still, they know,
love will continue as part of those dreams.
So they skate
to the stars,
to see
what a new sunset
brings.

Coming through the night I feel strange seconds
within a familiar light.  
Here is where my imagination led me to think
no one heard my plight.

Still I smiled in wonder, though the darkness
seemed stronger every second.
Because I yearned to hear your words,
know my life was in your presence.

I bade farewell to the night , closed my eyes
let those seconds pass right by.
As that familiar light that came inside,
kept your face within my sight.