In the golden of past autumns Carolina in the fall I have tasted sweet: Maple syrup, thick as amber Straight from the sanguine trees,…

Tread softly my friend for what seems as solid as the oaks familiar trunk or the well packed dirt on this pa… or predictability

So close Came I In the neon pain of newer days So close as I stood, cliffs edge Turning a ravens eye on potential…

Leopard in a snow white dress, you… Soft as a lotus petal and strong a… The way the sand moves, and the mo… These are your fellow dancers And many are the feathers that sha…

Surprising, but yet not at all That we orbit in again, after unkn… Yes, it’s YOU again! And we know through the familiar s… Or the same pure force that stands…

Now in the echoes of memory It tastes even sweeter still That familiar glow Like the embers of next morning That catch and leap into flame

On a golden someday When new gods walk upon the sand o… I will know a peace beyond laughte… And haloed in the halls of Atlant… I will see you again

She’s had the wind blow against he… Since her first sunrise And now with one hand on the wheel Her hair dances behind like a rebe… To the wind of her own song

And I will turn with you, away, for I too can fall The warms us from within, and fades the shadow of our scars And see how our wounds match, like crimson puzzle pieces And the tears for...

Demons feed on me, their beaks dar… but after the dances of pain have… I look upon them with a strange fo… for they have killed what I am not and chewed away the ropes of skin,…

In the belly of my rebirth I am a journalist of purgatory The smells, the fear, the landscap… is my story and my very life the wager of this…

What a strange pain this is When the cause and the cure are on… Just out of reach, set by choices… And I feel incarcerated by circum… Are held tight by the jailer of ti…