It was when the sun had set
But before the moon was lit
She walked along the shore
A white bright **** gown she wore
Her hair covered her face
With hands swinging in the air
I watched her feet so delicate
But she walked on toes so beautiful
Gems kept hiding until the moon appeared
They raised above the waters
And lightened the shores
The girl picked some and made a crown
The sky came down
And she disappeared into the clouds...

Strange enough but once I felt
it poured down from the sky
poured down on me, sliding
through my hair, it dripped
in the joyous company of naught.

It took away my heart
that had dried its every beat,
in a silent shiver due to cold,
my peace dewed me again.

      I realized it's important to fall like rain
to seep into an ocean again.

Graves beside graves like waves
after waves,
Who fear death
and who fear not,
They have killed
my hopes,hundreds
of them.
Now just are memories,
Those hundred fallen midnights
asking me to survive.

Some people are open books,
yet nobody can read them.
THEY are written in the language of love,
meant only for a lover...

Eve picked the forbidden fruit,
Adam ate it too.
Much to his displeasure, god
vented his anger.

Time fluttered like
like a butterfly from hell.

Satan seduces darkness;
Trying to pull my soul
like thread from
a needle's hole.

It takes a lifetime's virtues,
Forever pending dues,
May he be pleased with one or two
in the deserted worldly hue.

Me finds it hard to make escape
like a butterfly from hell,
Whose will is constantly burned,
What remains are ashes in hell.