It seems for ages, I have been trapped behind yet another version of what I want to think I know. I was so sure I loved you
The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I can barely breathe. I fear this tempest
There are no pictures on these wal… no mountain lakes nor sailing ship… Not long ago there were no walls Life was lived outside your window… I’d tried to live within four wall…
“Don’t say anything!” spoke the shadow in the doorway. I was seven years of age. I lay limp upon the couch, still recovering from
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,
Way up there on that hill of yours; that most hard-won ivory tower. Hiding there behind your perfect guise
You play your cards so well. Looks like you’ve had a lot of pra… You seem to have a thorough grasp of all the rules of the game. As you cover every angle,
Not so long ago I was convinced you were the culprit, the masked robber of my sacred trust.
How are you? The maiden turned and whispered soft, her turquoise eyes as deep as time.
My love for you is true, though we have never met. I will not lie to you. I will not steal from you. I will not con or cheat you.
It seems the only way to reach the mountain-top, is through the desert wasteland. It is only there that one might come to learn
God has spoken. I have been listening, the message is clear. The psalm itself is silent, if the psalmist’s voice falls stil…
Is there any way I might touch yo… that doesn’t skim right off the su… of your exquisitely contrived vene… Is there a plea which I might utt… that would stir you from within?
I’ve howled and raved and ranted at all those whom I could name, in search of peace and freedom from this ancient seething rage. But still there lingers bitter bil…
