If the sands of time that I have spent in tears were poured on me I would be crushed in a single moment.
A sight this winter beach all white and desolate. I guess even the sea
Riding to the water’s edge that da… Her and I on horses she’d ridden many times before.
At night I’d sit at my window and watch sidewalk strangers passing in the illumination of moon and streetlight
I left today or did I? I kept telling myself that I was going home so I could be alone
So many lost among battlefields and blood spills Letters written and never sent.
SUMMER: I’ve been to the sea many times and each time it’s different. Each wave looks the same Rolling in Rolling out
I have not seen of gods only men lying on their backs in the dust and children
I wish you were like the shells I’ve collected through the years. I know they can’t wash away anymore
At times I may speak too much of the sea. That is where my last lover came from,
Drifting off into the whisper of t… While watching seagulls playing at… Floating on sea spray With wings of laughter Quiet sundown
We slept within the same sphere captured happily under morning’s dew. As children
You smell of incense and fire. I breathe you in. Consumed – I burn in your presenc… I have found ecstasy In the darkness
Living without you On a love restricted diet Starving in the shadows Turning I saw your face on the wa…
Sitting on silent drift the ocean beside me. Wrestling waters paint the shore as the brush