The brightness of the waves in thu… Pushed his feelings far unto the s… As inward to the deep he made his… Living in his path, were deeds apa… As freedom rang, in hunger, of his…

There are times her memories fade… She almost forgets the pain. Of watching you fight with strengt… She feels her life’s in Vain. If only she could explain the Lov…

Sweet baby of hers Asleep on her shoulder, She holds her close As you drift in slumber, She dreams of days

Promenading mountainous hillsides Cascade beautiful pillow of Fall color. Glorious radiating for reflections… Simultaneously demonstrating dance…

Darkness, darker Waning noon, sounds Night’s scent pervades Calling loneliness, Surrounding.

There’s an angel here among them,… His eyes are blue, his skin is sof… He walks this earth beside her, he… He has taught her to express herse… His spirit flows right through her…

He tells the tale of the world dow… Where the ball of fires remind you… They below are well off being dead They live the death of life as the… He was the hero in the eyes of man…

Remember when they just said Hi! Walked off without saying goodbye. Remember when they held hands And walked facing the winds. Remember their first date

Oh Gloomy Death! Knocking on the door Piercing the sinews of her heart Tearing her soul apart Then, beckoning her slowly...

Escape from the past, To set your self free. She wonders when that time Will ever come to her. Escape from the past,

He never loved himself But he fell in love with a woman. He never loved himself, But he fell in love with his work. He never loved himself,

She is woman, Who holds the world in her hands, Who touches every soul in the land… She is “powerful.” She is “emotional.”

In a correlated space awaiting mic… A clouded T.V. screen of desensit… Beckon terrestrial Gods, Fantasy pictures, contritely morbi… Texturized lies; Barely autonomou…

Does anybody know she’s here? Does anybody care? Somebody must remember her. Somebody, somewhere! She’s been shackled in a bamboo ca…

Working in the fields, stopping To rest in the shade. Their son four, asked his Dad. “What’s the Best Drink of All?” “Son, I don’t know.