when love calls your number
you wake from your slumber
when life makes you wonder
and seems to drag you under

just remember that
I believe that we can acheive
a life greater than dreams
they can call me naive
but that's what I believe

her heart is warm
her heart is bold
her soul is lighting up the dark

and this dream shall never die

Waking up in the middle of the night
And the train is howling out of sight
In the fury of dreams we were meant to be
Reunited incandescently
But sometimes you know that the moment is lost
You never get the chance to count the cost

And your heart is low
And your scars are cruel

The sun comes up and the light's in your eyes
But you can't help drowning in goodbyes
In the fury of dreams we were meant to be
Reunited incandescently
But sometimes when you know the moment is lost
You never get the chance to count the cost

And your heart is low
And your scars are cruel

You should turn the page and soldier on
But something heart-shaped from your chest is gone
In the fury of dreams we were meant to be
Reunited incandescently
But sometimes when you know the moment is lost
You never get the chance to count the cost

And your heart is low
And your scars are cruel

As I wandered into your heart
I was set free from the start

Your darling face
And your beautiful eyes

Your magnificent mind
Understands mine

A heart and soul
So very pure

My true love
Waiting for me

And you are mine
forever sublime

Though we are far away
Know we're together each day

Though words fail to say
Anything at all In a new way

I am thinking of you

Rianne, our love is one
Sweetest Rianne, bright as the sun

I know you love me
Deep in your heart

So tell me you love me
When we're apart

Rianne, our love is one
Sweetest Rianne, queen of the sun

Tell me you love me
Deep in your heart

I know you love me
When we're apart

Cosmic seas are in our eyes
Poetry runs through our veins
Mystery swims in our hearts

And
I love you

Love is a many-splendored thing
and our attempt to capture such vibrancy
eventually disintegrates entire kingdoms into ashes
leaving us shadowed by the moon and wondering
whether the sky shall ever spark again
with the brilliance of another pair of yearning eyes and longing skin,
high mountain trees flourishing with heavy touches of ripe adoration,
a blossoming sunrise that emerges from deep inside,
the richest reward for the hungriest heart.

when I lost
the will to speak

then the rivers
flowed too deep

once I was a child
who knew

why we had to start
anew

the boughs
of this tree

a burnt
memory

the outline
of this house

nostalgia
headed south

now there is a place
for me

love has finally
set me free

the lepers
of disinformation

the hungry
harried
heavy soil

fecund
and waiting

wandering toes
squishing the dirt
of the past

icy eyes
underneath
a frozen hello sky

morbid curses
cried out in the middle
of a monsoon nightmare

weightlessly erupting like furniture
dropped from orbit

peace and whispered kisses
shaped like earlobes

hearing unfulfilled desires
glide and splash like ancient coins
dropped into long-forgotten wishing wells

I am overgrown
with the landscape
of future disasters

this caricature
of humanity

a patchwork scarecrow
leaking vintage ruminations
like old straw from dilapidated pants

like steady trains
from stations departed

a deep octave
that chugs along
pulling hearts

and leaving those
behind with the sounds
of robust machinery

and the sight
of billowing smoke
in the distance

the passage of time
hiding in the clouds
high above

folded against
her beating chest

like the locket
of his hair

that sings
a song of consolation

a blossoming
love symphony

that even transcends
the way the horizon
seems to float away

like a zeppelin
filled with only goodbyes