Red against a thread of gold
subdues transparency
consciousness leans into the hollows
Where is the burden you sigh to see
In those efforts
you cannot
Follow

A humble eminence hears quiet air that mingles
Watches a sea that glides within
Feels his soul surely tingle
When all those waves
Come crashing in

If you please to leave the shores of a world gone by
Imagine strains of abandon in your air  
You can see the burden of a sigh
When your consciousness
Follows you there

The same tender voice in your thoughts, I can hear in mine
Repeating claims which dust the wings of time
However much they flow, you will surely always find
Underneath the wings those voices
Are sublime

On the shores of our hearts we walk a similar line
Finding joy in the meeting of the two
Only there do we let go of differences we find
Within the space that separates
Our view

The waters that touch our shores swirl almost the same
As those waters on a hundred other shores
Yet they do not know the name
Of the tender voice we hear in our thoughts
Whispering the same

In our hearts we have a need to hear this tender voice
Repeating claims which lift the wings of time
However much they flow, we find we have no choice
We have to listen to the rhythm
Of their rhyme

The secrets of the night are in this breath of mine
They have come to quench your thirst
Can you see their gentle aching here defined
Caressed by love in a mist
Unrehearsed

Can you tame the shadows in this lovely mist
Drink the secret’s dew
It lies here infinitely my eyes insist
The spirit of our past
Waits anew

Listen to the harmony each breath holds within
As you taste the secrets of the night
Here together, our elsewhere is forgotten
The spirit of our future
Is in sight

The secrets of the night lie in our breath entwined
Caressing our souls unrehearsed
You can feel their gentle aching here defined
When you tame the shadows
Of your thirst

Cover me in wandering dreams of delicate honesty
In songs which shine wet upon my lips
Whisper words of change to me
When into my heart
You slip

Brush me softly with the rushing flow of you
Until I recognize no other name
Seep into my crimson hue
Let all our colors
Be the same

Do not leave me to my rest if you are in need
Awake the prints here on my soul
Whisper to them as you lead
And I will sing our song
Of old

Foresee the rain that falls inside my wounded soul
As I remember the pain, you healed
Together, we are whole
With a kiss of love
Now sealed

You once again wore the skies of windy youth
Held in the temple by our roaring sea
Holding on to a call of truth
For the gifts you gave
To me

From a corner of dear evening’s quiet beauty
I came to you in devoted honor
You turned your garments here to me
Again the skies of youth
Were your admirer

Expressions were pounding, no time to think
Sunlight would soon be gleaming
If this was a dream, I refused to blink
I wished to stay here
In my dreaming

Who would be so cruel as to wake me now
As I adore the skies, you wear
Let the sun shine upon another  brow
For now we climb
The stairs

I know that such great longing itself alone
In the deepest shadows can lie buried
Speaking of a beauty known
Willing to be seen
And carried

In infinite forms it has always breathed
On shores in scarlet leaves
Murmuring that you should go and see
If the beauty’s time is near
To receive

I slip into its tender spray, moved by my sighs
Then fall into the deepest sleep
In the wonder of it all, I began to cry
Inhaling all the beauty
It keeps

If longing itself alone should depart from me
Would I be laid in silvery dust
Still longing for that which I cannot see
Or would I forget the beauty known
Just because I must

Fragments of time visit me with delight
Like gentle skies, love the wind
When I am left lonesome late at night
Their sweetness drifts
Right in

Oftentimes I gaze within my own heart
Still as still can be
Then darkness seems a world apart
From time’s fragments
And me

I collect them patiently one by one with care
To give to a night with no trace
Of sweet memories held within my air
When I could clearly
See your face

In the coming of dawn, they will take flight
Like a flower floats in the wind
Returning, when I am lonesome late at night
Waiting for your sweetness
To drift back in