If I held out my hand
would you take it ?
it's warmth ready to permeate your soul
but what would it tell you of me ?
the scar on my finger
the wrinkling skin
the crooked pinkie
the gnarl on my thumb
stories to be told
if you would only take hold.

A soul so old, so true
So single it hurts.
In the crowd of joys,
So alone it hurts..

Some love is a butterfly
Not meant to stay
Lives on a lovely summer place
Sometimes gone in a haze

These four walls
conceal
a lost dream
beneath
the glittering stars

turn into
sparkling diamonds
slowly
fall down
to my cheek.

All there was
what I wanted
ever wanted
is TO BE
LOVED.

This is how the
broken heart
sounds...

It plays over and over
In sleepless nights
you hear -

An unspeakable silence
heavy noises of agony
trigger

no matter how distant
yesterday echoes
delays that ****

compressing a feeling
that reverbrates
painful memories

Hear the sound
of a broken heart?
It never beats the same.