why are we
so crudely made
when placed along side
our conceptions of love

we fall miserably short
of caring, listening,
giving, receiving
yet in our dreams
there is no threshold      we must cross

the slip into love
is as effortless
as the moon's benediction
after an autumn night's
prolonged slumber

Will you smile for me?
Will you smile again?
Babe, will you love me?
Will you love me again?

I dream of you today
I dream of you again
Babe, I feel you today
I feel you like the rain!

You are my shining sun
and the day began,
I found my inspiration
in your love and passion.

Will you walk with me
in the green grass field?
Will you dance again
at the river with the wind?

Babe, I have some pain
Only you can cure me.
Please listen to me!
I need your love again?

in the cold and dreary twilight
a vicious wind blows
do i hear a howl or scream
coming far from the isle of sky
fata morganna, banshee or spry
i pull my tartan tight around
samhain night has fallen
i fear the fae appear

05-09
emerald fire
are you mine
the ultimate prize
or merely bait
cauldron boils
a chalice of wine
black mirror scrying
half day, half night
autumn equinox
fall is here
light the hearth
hold me tight