Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood
                                        T. S. Eliot

Now is not the time, my love
to besiege me with your lies
for i still mourn, my love
your ruthless goodbyes

you have awaken the beast in your heart
and you must tame him as you once did me
tread lightly, though, beware of his dark
with this new life you seek

now is not the time, my love
to besiege me with your lies
for i still mourn, my love
your ruthless goodbyes

slowly i slip back into my mind
evidently too much wine
i gasp for the air in your atmosphere
letting it fill my lungs with your love
oh darling you are always with me
and i know i'll probably forget what
i wrote here tonight but you know
its from my heartmy love

the suddleness of a starry night
your eyes sparkle with the ray of light
the loneliness you feel inside
cannot be silenced or hide

I breath your air so very pure
but the deep visions are obscure
the touch of your hand on mine
as we slowly pass into time

we are brought down to earth
with a sensuous feel not a hurt
we pause and kiss as the moon passes by
and you rest your head on a pillow to lie

the evening sky settles down
the moon's face draws a frown
quiet lights a city cease
the restless town resides in peace

night grows on the fire dims
a soft breeze wrestles a tree's limbs
the old frog sings a timely song
the owl's hoot sings along

a crack of light the sun appears
through the silent dawn the statue stares
people life nature's tunes
will come alive very soon

another day in city life
the time to struggle the time to strife

this christmas gift i give to you
when the world has gone askew
and your feeling sad and blue
I'll hold you close you can feel anew
because I love you
                Jesus

we were like two ships on the open sea
we drifted into each other's path
the horizon grew bright, the seas calm
my search for life had ended with you

when we came to meet, your eyes met mine
we sailed on the crest of the waves
the sun was warm, our spirits high
and the wind whispered in our ears

but like the winds that change in all directions
we found ourselves on differant courses
and with each turn of the world we'll meet
to share a moment of life