Riding to the water’s edge that da… Her and I on horses she’d ridden many times before.
You will not remember that day, that feeling of morning when we were held one to the other my laughter
Like winter trees that dance with the wind bare its leaves
A sight this winter beach all white and desolate. I guess even the sea
As I sit and watch the moonlight vibrate on the horizon tossed from wave to wave a tear drops down my cheek.
At night I’d sit at my window and watch sidewalk strangers passing in the illumination of moon and streetlight
Sitting on silent drift the ocean beside me. Wrestling waters paint the shore as the brush
Religion makes devils of us all. Pain puts things into perspective. “In the beginning...” we asked our… “Who we are, where we are and why… and we invented gods.
I have not seen of gods only men lying on their backs in the dust and children
At times I may speak too much of the sea. That is where my last lover came from,
I have searched and searched for someone... I’d buy roses just like my father bought my mother
Drifting off into the whisper of t… While watching seagulls playing at… Floating on sea spray With wings of laughter Quiet sundown
I was a sailor of broken ships Eternally lost to the sea until one day in November I was washed on a vacant shore And buried in the secret of the sa…
You smell of incense and fire. I breathe you in. Consumed – I burn in your presenc… I have found ecstasy In the darkness
SUMMER: I’ve been to the sea many times and each time it’s different. Each wave looks the same Rolling in Rolling out
