** the Narrator catches us up with… note: Links to each poem in subtit… note: play song linked above (1st Month) Found before the mad chaps soul ha…

i walk purposefully into the room muscles fatigued from the mornings labor cutting wood

In a smoke-filled empty room barel… Reclined and unexpectedly keen Our song saturating the senses wit… I lay here pondering the blank pag… Taut and anxious for my touch

Death you spitefully benign hanger on of life always in the periphery

THERE IS MUCH HERE TH… BUT MORE AND MORE TH… MADNESS YES MADNESS

I have always enjoyed a good love… People fulfilling their dreams No doubts… No fears Two together… Holding each other… In the arms of love

wind and rain provide dancing flames

* classical contrasts (Woman 1) Forced to see Clenched teeth Shouting unheard cries

the lemon drops whilst the sugared kiss

IN YOU I SEE A SKY In you I see a future THAT THE SUN AND MOON… Where every day and every night… AND LOVE FELT TRANQUILI…

Oh Dahlia… born of love The sorrowful maiden’s first flowe… Her sweetest treasure from the gar… How she loved watching you grow Your roots deep… your resolve stro…

you who have birthed a million poems... whose eyes have seen whose hands have touched whose lips have tasted

you wake in the morning in a bed of your own making surrounded

such imagery i have never had anyone talk quite like this

you always know the type of walk that will make me take notice you always know