Pleading, I asked, " What is love to you?" Quietly listening, searching the darkness Trembling hands pressed againsed shut eyes Waiting in swirls of colors "Love means I would DIE in your place, I would die for you." And just like that, he was gone Eluded me in the middle of September My only point of reference has a for sale sign in the yard Old friend, old love, you have died for me? He said, "Forget me, pretend I don't exist." How do you suppose I do that? He didn't care to ask what love was to me Think the dead can hear? They just don't care, I fear. Lend me an ear Love is the morning sun Pouring over a thriving mountain top Bright beams of golden light Flooding the darkness Sparkling off the cold dew Warming my face, warming you Energy abundant , lifts blindness Feeding fruitful beauty intrinsic Flourishing life every which way At the end of day Night pouring darkness like a cup Hold me and be warm, I'll never let go Dream of another day, fight through the cold Fear not death or growing old Celebrate life, it may be our only chance When the time comes to die it will be the last dance I hoped you knew I will live with or without you.
Living without a clue Of what it's like *with* you.