come satiate me hot sing as the bitter songs
on love torn winds
the clouded skies the rustling trees
make me feel alive
make me  cringe at thunder rasps
hide inside a reason now
for she has gained a new lover since
the last sun shined
the last time we danced
and  now the floor
all littered with her
bits of pictures
and memories
with tears  of whence
I want to cry no more
just make a scene dear hot wind and thunder cloud and radiance me again without
the tender things and soft nuance
the velvet skin the eyes seance
just fiercely grasp her
memory and
take it to            
the land of oz