A seed
That was what your love was like
It had to die to grow

Watered by memories
Tilled by todays
And all our hopes for tomorrow

My heart still blooms with love for you
And that's where your garden still grows

It is both understandable and bewildering,
That you knew my name before I did,
Even before I was born,
And I will remember yours long after you are gone.

The Sky was always your home,
You just came in and lit up my room for a little while.

Between the wind and rain
Is a breath from my lungs
That longs to be in yours

You pull down the canopy of night,
And with pin ****** bright,
You guide the sun back to the sky

And whip back the grey and black canvass
Royal gold and turquoise
Without a noise, your pen scratches the sky

With streaks of white and grey
Thick black thunder heads sway
And then as the paint bleeds, you cover the easel

We can open the heart and pierce the mind,
But only an artist leaves feelings behind,
Feelings from thoughts as big as the sky

In your eyes there is freedom,
From the shadow's glare
From the wounded stares
From the mirror snares

In your hands there is healing
From the heart of doubt
From a life without
From a razor mouth

In your heart there is meaning
For the misunderstood child
For the violent wild
For the broken smile

But in your death there is nothing
Forever closed eyes
Forever cold hands
Forever silent heart

Hello my heart of hearts
Why do you scream at the stars
Do you not know that they cannot hear you
They are far too far

Why do you hold to these sorrows of sorrows
Why do you rage against yourself?

Give up, There is nothing good in you, What is wrong with you, So ******* useless.

Heart of hearts this will not do.
That simple sorrows would rise this tide
And wash away the joy inside.

Remember small battles and losses mean naught.
They are the shadows between the stars,
That we trace behind our eyes.

Heart of hearts, if you believe this truth.
You will be the sky of skies.
That gravity cannot help but let fly.