What is it that now keeps you from me?
In who arms’ are you safer than in mine? Was not our love , prophecy ?
Am I not the one who caught your tears , and held you when you were afraid of the night’s strangers?
Where is it that you keep safe now ?
In what land can you not feel my love calling to your soul?
Can you not say my arms – are not your life’s song?
Come to me , when it is safe.
Before times end find’s me , alone.
Come to me when it is safe , for you to love me freely.
Again and again in forever , into the tomorrows of our forever’s.
Love is every much a thing of openness when you are the goal. I watched you surrender to their vision of who , you were More , who they thought you should become. Where are you now ? Where are you when I need to show you much.
The forest before us now.
I am to blame , this is common we both agree OK. Fine. OK fine – can you hear me? OK. Fine
Come into my open arms , you don’t have to say words of love .
I want you. I’ve always wanted you.
I never wanted anyone one else ,
Since before our eyes first met
I can tell, you might want me as much
In this moonless-lit night
I can feel the warmth the wetness glistening Pouring over.
I feel your touch when midnight finds me wide open In dreams.
My love falling hard
Like the rain of a chrysanthemum spring.
Where my tears fall, what hold is this
That so many so many lifetimes
Away from our world the seas such a lovely shade of Pink.
How can I speak of love to you , my most cherished love
For it is this world , where I stand looking at the starving children Searching the mounds of stench and steam For crumbs to feed whole worlds We would meet.
In this land of our father’s , fathers , yours – mine
All the same.
They fight! They kill us
As well as themselves
And now in our beloved forest Smoke rises higher Perhaps to late the song to free us now In this the land of our birth
Hidden is our love.
Better than in the ridicule of their eyes , my beloved.
For now even to be found in light of day
Is to play with the dice of the demon gods.
Your eyes , my skin
Here before you I stand bathed in the sliver of my armor.
Your love. It’s death.
How can a love that spilled over
Into yesterday so many life times ago
Stand so firm now?
On this point that you are so right of opinion.
To give away one’s heart
Is not all ways an easy thing
When put into practice
The reality of the imaged lost , gripes
At each man’s soul.
I suppose you would like it better
If I spoke of the death of that world below
Than of my love for you.
In your eyes that only makes me weak.
Forgive me , I forgot why it was
I had to be the one.
You stood before me and I thought you could tell.
I thought you , could feel
Feel how lost I was.
How far into your love
like the quicksand
Of those river banks , along the Salt , I was swallowed whole.
OK . OK all ready.
It was once call the garden of all worlds.
The jewel of all the Creators’ handy work.
The advance life , worked not for goodness of the whole
Instead they lived alone.
They took all their garden could give.
“Where are their now?” Don’t rush me.
If they knew you were coming ;
I’m sure they would have had held off on their war.
You should have seen it.
The atmosphere around their world darken
As the fire’s began burning upon each corner.
Their , all death weapon’s , turn upon each other.
The temperature froze them
In less tune than it took them to build their entire civilization.
Did I tell you -1 love you ?
You don’t have to look at me like that.
Any way , once they even had interplanetary travel
If you can believe a culture so advance
Would unleash it’s own death upon it’s own world.
Yes it does look so pretty from here.
But not even you , could stay
Longer than a few moments upon it’s sands
Now that they are through.
Can I hold you on our return 1
Yes I do have a one track mind.
Can I help it , if you are all , I ever think of?
I can’t get enough of you in one breath.
hi one look
Or in one night warped in each other
No matter how long , mornings coming , is delayed.
No matter what you say now , you can’t leave
Your out of clean red lace panties
Your clothes are still wet
And I wont lend you any of mine.
I want you to stay.
How long is this portal open in any case?
How long can we love?
How long indeed will you pout
Until we fall into each other’s smile?
OK – OK I’ll take you back , come here , hold on to me. It’s a long way coming.