the fear of tomorrow
keeps me hidden.
why venture with no
security.
you are not there,
I cannot see you.

where do I go,
who will lead me?

I am lost,
you are gone.
what shall I do?

My darling is gone
the earth pushes tidal
tears up through the sand

sails in the east
round me, signs
upon them, I walk

for miles
to spartina and seepweed
and fro to the beacon

build a stone tower there
break stone for stone
read word for word, listen

and build writing and
singing sentence for sentence
our love again

The flag has long frays,

like her hair when she left me --


Her hair in the wind.

I always dreamt of this life
a life where I could be the woman I wanted to be
a life full of happiness and laughter
a life that is too good to be true
but still, I feel incomplete
there is a missing puzzle piece
so the question is, where do I find that missing piece?

I am carrying my umbrella
to a promise of our meet
I am carrying my umbrella
close to pounding heart beat  
I am carrying my umbrella
hope to steal a steamy kiss
I am carrying my umbrella
to cry upon so much amiss
I am carrying my umbrella
for that longed warm embrace
I am carrying my umbrella
to hide my tears,
standing alone in that place.

To be,
Or not to be

Without you,
Will there even be the idea of me?
Everything surrounds
scream blue

Your tenderness
Your messages
Your cassettes
Without your eyes,
I don’t think I can breathe

Does this heart of mine
get the right to remain silent?
Or can it beat, only for you?

To be,
Or not to be

Without you,
There wouldn’t be me

You keep coming back,

till I no longer dream and --


you no longer go.