why do I ponder who I am
and were is my destiny
is leading me
I feel comfortable with
who I am because I led
myself here

there is a melody in my head
every time you speak to me
your perfect pitch, all the words
are notes to the rhythm that I hear

your tone is so subtle and easy flowing
lifts me up as I fall for you all over again
my dancing heart wants to hold you
and never let go, twirling through our lives

every step perfect, every misstep a work in progress
till we fine tune all the parts into the perfect song
then our life together slowly fades, holding each other
may the echos of our song, forever inspire the world

if you listen closely you can here me calling your name while i sleep
if you listen closely your eyes should close as you think of me
if you listen closely a tear should be running down your cheek
if you listen closely the sheets cover your head while i sleep
alone

the silent of the night, is so serene
in this cold stillness, flue vapors
tickle the darkness, trails disappear

mounds of snow, piled high
slowly melt from underneath
waiting for the daylight sun
help to nourish the frozen ground

occasionaly, racoons, nights burgulars
slueth silently, scrounging for scraps
naked trees branches, fingers reach
sun's rays flex them in the breeze

patchwork of inkling green and brown
amongst the receding white
dusk of winter, slowly fades
gives way to spring, rebirth

the brook, like time, flows constant
seeming to always move forward
polishing and molding the stones
listening closely, I hear it speak to me

not long ago we walked along i'ts path
a lazy and serene stroll, hand in hand
talking bout our dreams, full of passions
as the sun warmed our sensual hearts

as it carved out i'ts own path, so did you
your flow it seems is constant,without me
you have molded your life beyond us
polishing the stones to your liking

the brook, like time, is constant
seeming to always move forward
but sometimes it gets diverted
and ends up in an empty sea

entrenched in this mind set, these daily duties
I saw my own self walking past me, curious
I wanted to catch up to him, ask him were he's going

He look strange to me, somebody with the joy of living
slapping all the ilks of life away, plodding his own path
but surely he must follow the daily routine, I ask myself

then, like every night when I reflect on the days events
when fear and uncertainty may surround me
I know I can enter that stargate, if I'm willing

may I tell you when I look into your eyes, I see a light
with such a glow of a future , of love and delight
when I reach for your heart, you cup your hand over it
as your finger softly touches my lips and you whisper
this is not the time for this, my emotions have disappeared

then I will bide my time, like the roots of a dormant rose
and wait for the spring thaw, to entice you once more
and as the warming of the sun, wills my petals open
I will grace you with my fragrance of forever love