Time to sit and listen
Allowing a moment of peace
And quite

Time to sit and listen
What can you hear
A bird
The wind
Or a quite stillness
That might feel strange

Time to sit and listen
And stop the day
To dream of a place that’s tranquil
Not to far away

Time to waste
Time to eat
Whatever time might
Make you think

Fancy buttons, twisted ribbons
on gracing gowns
don't really matter!
It's the heavy heart,
and the strong soul inside
which shines!

I Sense your
morning movement
as you wrap
your sweetest embrace
into my cold heart
bringing heat
to my uncharted
territory
I surrender…

I rave at your arrival
as you drain
my pool of
longing then
satisfying
my hunger
forever
I remember…

I found this
old hat at
the Salvation Army.
I liked it, it fit well;
kind of Sinatraesque.
I've received lots
of compliments.

But it doesn't stop the
cats from screeching in
the night.
It can't quench my
thirst.
It will never bring
my Mom and Dad back.
It's just a hat.

It can't fix my
relationship- it won't
break the horse or
heal
Lautrec's legs.
It won't give Vincent
his cobalt blue dreams or
give back Poe's
Annabelle Lee.
But
it's my hat and
I like it.

In my fervor,
I decided That I
can't live With or
Without you,
Because the Night
is too much,
it draws me in-
the craving and
the sin,
it drives me crazy,
This Pride in
the Name of Love.
I must go Where the
Streets Have No Name
I willWalk On in the
Beautiful Day,
but you will always be
My Sweetest Thing.
My One angel.
Our love has always
been *The Unforgettable
Fire.