Vision of Love

They have memorial walls for fallen soldiers there needs to be a rock wall a memoral for lost
love with exquisite tranlucent paint take trebling hand pick up the brush let the inward brokeness

guide your brush strokes all that see her face will know the haunting pleasure that speaks bluntly
of imeasurable thoughts that were built from peace and it alone holds pathos are not tears and

hurts bound to the wall when you gave your all your eyes show the starry incomprinsible
knowing this was all of lifes searching bestowed in one human form it emits this emotional

content wave after wave indisoulble atraction that was binding in one but just a wisp of an echo
of feet departing that is potrayed and is plainly seen crestfallen heart does bleed on this outer

stone now the cracking lines separate but in doing so makes for a greater lasting whole it dosen’t
deminish her beauty fair only in this does glory flare in spite of erarthen decay life it tells in a

binding spell does aliveness know bounds stuctures that call all elements of life sea ward scapes
trees on mountan vistas the deepest sweetewst medows are aglow when I touched her arm that

once held me tight in embrace now the airy wind tells of it as just a mystery but oh to me it is the
cooing of the dove it was what I invested my all in love for a time it was reality living breathing

unspoken tenderness flowed sweet as wine a nector aged in the divine heart of promise and it
was mine now sweetest torture looks out on me from a rock wall if I were God I wouldd crush it

to powder and make her come to life only for me but who wants a slave with out will or thought
that’s not the materail or value of love it must be freely given by this device joy trully could pour

from rock and love spill on this dead broken life if it could only be so restoration from heaps of
tallied days longings with out end the chrushing continues this soul must live on recalections

a smile frozen in time a voice that was as cool as the dewy morn that called me to brightest day
where ever I go I am under her watchful eye the rocks are sure they are my peaceful cure for her
love that I lost by this know that true love never dies it just planitivly sighs over days and years

I FEAR THINGS THAT LURKS AT CORNERS DIRE
CREATURES THAT CREEPS INTO THE MINDS AND MAKE “EM DARK
I FEAR CATS I FEAR BATS
THEY ARE THE SAME AT THE PLACES OF DARK
THEIR EYES ARE MELANCHOLY BLEACHED WITH PEACH BLACK
I FEAR SNAKES AND THEIR HISSING SOUND
I SHRIEK AT THEIR SINOUS SIMPLE SIGHT
I FEAR HOLES THAT DEEPEN WITH AN ECHO SOUND
I GET NUMB AT THE SCREECHES OF A CAR
I FEAR GROUPS I FEAR CROWDS
A LOOK AT ME MIGHT MAKE ME PROUD
I FEAR BOYS I FEAR GIRLS
I DON’T TELL I MIGHT GET SOME SHRILLING THRILLS
I FEAR FRIENDS I DON’T YET HAVE
I LONG FOR MY PAST WHERE FEAR DOESN’T LAST
I FEAR I MIGHT NOT GET THE LOVE THAT LAST
I FEAR STORIES THAT MAKES CHILDREN CRY
I FEAR PITY I FEAR HATE
THESE ARE FRIENDS THAT THRIVE HAND IN HAND
I FEAR WORDS I FEAR THOUGHTS
ALONE THEY MAKES ME SAD

FOR ALL THEY LOVE ARE THINGS I FEAR
THINGS THAT STINGS THOSE THAT BITES
THE MORE THEY CARE THE WORSE I FEAR
I FEAR TEST I DEFER QUEST
THESE ARE SCHEMES TO SUNDER OUT THE WORST
I FEAR DEATH I FEAR DEARTH
I FEAR ONE DAY WHEN WE ALL WILL BE LAID TO EARTH
I FEAR THINGS OF WHICH I CAN’T SEE
OF BECOMING THE PERSON WHOM I FEAR TOO
I FEAR EVIL I FEAR THING WHICH ARE BLIND AND CAN SEE
I FEAR TREES LOOKING DOWN FROM THE TOP
BREEZES IN THE DARK WITH MY CANDLES ON
STUCTURES MIGHT LEAPING INTO THE SKY

I FEAR THIS I FEAR THAT I FEAR MOST EARTH’S MOLTEN ZONE
I LIKE RAIN, TO GET WET THEN THE FEAR OF CATCHING COLD
I PLAY GAMES FOR PLEASURE BUT IN TIME AM ALREADY BORED
I FEAR I HAVE TO HATE A FEW THINGS AND YET I CAN’T BE BROAD
I FEAR DECISIONS WHICH I’VE MADE SOME OF WHICH I CAN’T TAKE BACK  
MANY A THING WHICH I FEAR NOW I FEAR LIVING IN FEAR.