Softly cold the air
this pewter heavy way

bold the angel sword
pink dreams to deftly slay

drink this haven now
a painted a sky to fall

banished all to wither
in blue shadows crawl

oceans in these eyes
lost forever heart

frozen here in rock
forgotten mosaic art

air is heavy shallow
questions gone at last

the willows I remember
all this wicked past

now comes the golden
time of dust and breeze

meadowlark and pumpkin
fire on the trees

all things young do vanish
stores of guilt and pride

but some things wilt to color
i think of things that died

we stole some moments once
we turned our black to grey

we shared a certain thing
but we never had to say

blink and the moments fly
we love a world apart

but we built these tiny memories
and they still paint my heart

glimmer glimmer softly
piercing shadows in the sky

distant light that scratches
at the anchor holds me by

things that bind don't loosen
no shining path for me

only love i have to show
is setting glimmer free

find me sleep and take me
to the place I want to go

no sadness depth of missing
no crushing tales tales of woe

thunder past the stars
silver dust across your eye

rain the dreams of everlast
where steeds of diamond fly

if the dark should take me
just know i found my place

i'm back where i belong
a dancing smile on her face

throat you rip is mine
princess of the day

ever gushing viper
stabbing things astray

walk the black you pave
with your shining lies

you will ride the post
impaled and harbor flies

did it all for daddy
found the perfect one

watch you priss in fire
see your glowing fun

hair that grips so nicely
blouse with designer tag

will have to use my foot
to stuff you in this bag

the wind was haunting.
reminded me of sand between
our toes and skin on mine as
the sun hit the water exploding
into the pinks and oranges
that reminded us how we felt.
just when the sky could give
no more her hand took mine
and the stars smiled, their
fire illuminating our hearts
and bursting into sparks;
landing on the sand, happy
to witness something like us.

heard the rain one day
hypnotic on the glass

its melancholy song
and shining in the grass

so many drops that fall
like many drops are shed

water music plays
encore for the dead

leaves whisper tears
a raven in the oak

here to take me home
travel wind and smoke

i heard the rain again
saw my home at last

i slid softly down the leaf
into the shining grass

if you leave
forever

none will
ever take

moments that
we shared

that taste like
chocolate cake

fields are dry now
air coarse with echoes
of husks scratching in
a breeze of fire

peeling crackle mocks
love that for a time created
lushness

the bursting laughter
of earth scorched
to **** and bone

rhythmic creak of
wood underneath was
a simple thing

the sky was pink
and then his eyes
saw nothing

a desert without sand
how lonely they must be

twisted burning crust of
the thing they used to be

seething tongues of blood
squeaks that cut like briars

tortured by themselves
our gnashing little liars

it's only love they need
a bucket want of fill

caress them with a rusty blade
head thumping down the hill

first it's just a whisper
a scratching at your ear

then a quiet rumble
traveller drawing near

something asks for you
if you wouldn't mind

things you've spent are due
we're trying to be kind

nothing is so lonely
lick the icy shiver

now you understand
there's nothing in the mirror

light was there for a time
sunny golden bright

cruel frost now bites and
from the crackling blight

hope lives in children's eyes
never to escape

life will crush the sparkle
and from the glimmer scrape

show me joy you angel
how beautifully you ignore

was the light a mace
to lash the devil's *****

grasp the empty now
feel the ice embrace

scream now in fire
have no need of grace

rows and rows of decadence
chocolate covered dreams

gold and purple velvet
exotic coffee steams

haute coutre on sterling racks
staffed by aphrodite

cherry blossoms in the air
art to serve the mighty

gilded goblets fat with rubies
thick potions to control

ivory pipes on opal stands
pink smoke from their bowls

mahogany and marble
amber glass aglow

tinkling diamond chandeliers
furniture art nouveau

elixirs and magic rings
magenta fire in a jar

thick and heavy gold
tiffany eggs for a czar

pastel parisian cakes
hand-stitched italian shoes

hornback crocodile leather
master barber fine shampoos

bespoke tailor in a corner
adonis with fine liquor

any delicacy or art
for any type connoisseur

richly wrapped and waiting
your opulent desires

soak them drink them in
bask in their fires

all priceless things
based on human lies

worth less then dust
compared to love in
someone's eyes

felt the rain one day
sweet summer's only bliss

saw you in the sky
in your purple cotton bliss

the wind was softly singing
all the love you ever felt

found an isle of stars
where hearts forever melt

created to be close
like a willow by a stream

sleep on silver comets
shooting through a dream

black the soul that rides these bones
evil ember crust

silver charm and laughter
cloak a seething lust

a wonder quite the specter
makes a home inside

rips the love to crumbs
grips a heart to ride

once was a smiling thing
shiny happy spark

now there prowls a killer
home is in the dark

she has travelled in the dark
she knows its evil ways

she has the strength that only
comes from running with the strays

under thorns and demon hands
that wrap her soul with fire

roars a lion's fearless heart
and her beautiful desire

queen of all this path she treads
her fierce and gentle ways

what jealous stars above
that see her gorgeous blaze

the cage that binds the craving
the long for one true thing

days of past ring hollow
a constant screaming sting

just one door or window
a step left or right

i would leave this place
and travel starry night

in this dream i have
the one you wander through

there's wishes on the wind
and miracles in the dew

thunder is a whisper
there's water over stone

diamonds in the sky are smiling
at this dream we've grown

you sip honeysuckle nectar
from rainbow colored glass

and tell me secret things
laying in the grass

felt it leave that day
no craft binds it here

in tickling grass of copper fields
a kiss and disappear

a slight caress of shadows
seductive draining touch

a wind of colored madness
no breath that matters much

it left the screaming whispers
to roam the time that lasts

it fell into the empty
and left this world of glass