Render me hushed in the serenity of
your arms ... wherein my soul lays bare ...
as the soft caress of warm fingertips
against cinnamon skin leaves me
trembling ... where mere words are
silenced within the echo of sighs ...

Quiet me in the cradle of your
whispers ... still my heart in the
overwhelming emotion that is
my love for you ... may the
touch of my hand upon your
lips and the passion in my eyes
convey what words cannot ...

Listen closely, my love ... for
what is the sound of two hearts
that beat as one?



Cast me amongst the agony ... as
upon my heart the Devil rakes a
river of crimson ... as the serpent
slithers and revels in the worship
of my pain ... where my tongue
falls mute upon the tattered wings
that lay at my feet ...

Tethered ... bound to an infinite
ache disguised as the distance
between our hearts ... where
tears from need fall like rain ...
and where my cries from want
are lost within the rumble of
thunder ...

Listen closely, my love ... for what
is the sound of a heart breaking?



Sighs for this want?
Sobs for this need?

Tell me, my love ... what is the sound of
a feeling?

For there are moments when I find
myself on my knees ... hushed ...
and I wonder if these will ever
be enough