you are so great to me
you are my sanctuary

lost in your arms, there is no place I'd rather be

Invisible is my hand, in which
the earth lies, I caress and hit her
pull fire out, pile up ice

I bring hail to her, snow and rain:
Love me, please!
Oh, love me, please!

.....The humans hope to see me
.....and to hear from my mouth who
.....I am and what my plans are

.....they search the secrets
.....of life, they ask:
.....Love me, please!

They seek access to heaven
to power over safety
no unpredictable wind

but Amma Appa
to look after them:
Love me, please!

my heart breaks for what breaks yours
everything I am falls apart with you
let me be your refuge and your strength
I will give you all of me for all my days
so long as you trust me with your heart

no longer in the safety of these decorated walls
say goodbye to friendly faces in these crowded high school halls

these people were like family for four metamorphic years
the guidance of the teachers subsided tides of crystal tears

hidden in the chrysalis of the freedom of young age
do not forget this chapter as you turn to the next page

the transformation is complete
the chrysalis bursts
we have now been banished to the real world

I wouldn’t call me kind
I wouldn’t call me caring
Still I rose you fast and tight
Aware of what I’m daring

I wouldn’t say I’m tender
I wouldn’t say I’m bonafide
Yet I offered you a shelter
Or rather I drew you inside

I’d rather say I’m reckless
And I never really cared
And I wonder what distress
Initiated my revert

For long time I couldn’t say
What thought had persuaded
And ruled my mind that day
I never really stated

Though I got an aprehension
Gazing at you in the night
A dangerously feel of tension
That I’m still trying to hide

Of the winter days and darkest nights
and long forgotten sorrow.
Upon the freshly scattered thoughts of years passed and hope of new tomorrow.

Beneath the veil so carefully sewn
and lies of all we think we’ve ever known.
Amidst the ash of burned yearnings and long forgotten desires of home.

So deep among the rusted treasures
and things we’ve collected here.
Only to have them fall to pieces as year surrenders to year and year.

Somewhere in this mess of failures
beneath the retched, smoldering coals.
It lies forever dormant, but dangerously visible among the shallow shoals.

Shall we dig it up?
Remember fleetingly our soaring youth?
Remove the scars and stains and ever-worn disguise, restoring it anew?

Pretend the veil is torn in two?
Pretend we’ve opened our worn eyes?
Relive the pain and sorrow, open fully shattered wings as if to fly?

No.  fear not.  We are far too smart for that.
We’ll leave the fire ablaze, the mundane in place
and further distance abandoned desires to be, to live and see a difference.  
Preferring just the same things.

the loneliness came in waves,
deep bitter crashes of the blues tide
your beach was my sanctuary,
you kept me safe and dealt with my insanity.

one month down
forever to go
one kiss felt
millions to come
one moan out
a thousand more to sound
one touch placed
an infinite amount to feel