At the edge of faltering light I meet the eyes that see
      me as only Beauty.

The lonely pines and the sandy soil are warmed by
      the heat of a day now gone.  

Come in now, Honey, sit with me.  
      We are the Youth of dreams.

Star lit sky,

out where the blue begins,
I'm feeling strong in the wings, again;

  And,
     I
       want
                to
                    fly.

Drunk caresses, drunken skin,
Drinking in wanton pleasures;
Blood with fever drink on.

Voice island too far to hear-

Hands throw me down,
Take what is mine,  
Then stumble away.

There is a place

Where moons remember
Romantic evenings shared between us two,
Their passion bed blue with fever.

The Sun is only heated by the thought
      of you and I,

And Stars cry out with desire to wish upon us.

Sun burns away the day, Night is born,
Wrapped in blankets of clouds, handsome lad.

Tell the stars that I am jealous of the moon,
For with the dying of each new day;

Crystal orb with swaddling of mist and light,
Nursemaid that she is-

She attends, O precious delight,
The infant Night!

raindrops collecting
in a bottle it fills me
and yet I am still empty

Forget all those stars.  You are the stars!
And you are the light of eons traveling,
Unraveling trails across time to light my sky.