Vapor is trailing from the rocket that is being counted down, to enter the cold of space. And there is no limit to those things we can do, and when you look into my eyes you can see beyond what you fear inside. We both know it all belongs to eternity, as we search for life that we never truly knew. Traveling through darkness to stand in the light once again, with both of us holding secrets, and even when the darkness fall...

Standing here and feeling that steady mist that’s falling having no words to say, and knowing exactly what is meant when they say that the Devil’s in the details and I seem to be walking in a wasteland, or just felt as if I were merely the ghost in machine with times I felt as if I couldn’t carry on as if I had been left behind. And been torn between waiting or not waiting for tomorrow as that false clock tries to distrac...

Smelling rain in the air and it seems as if it’s coming again and hits like a new form of emotion, and feeling it hit like a shotgun blast as it seems to tear me apart and rips open all the memories that have been filed away. As situations unfold and run through my head and remembering all the bitterness and ridicule that I felt and suffered, and now sitting shaken and afraid of all that seems to be coming forth as the ra...

Deep in the still of the night where the world’s ancient light can be seen and felt and where wisdom grows full of strife. I can feel my brain working and at times it feels as though it is working in vain. Recalling times when I have laughed, and cried and been haunted by those things I never meant or wished to say, that just came out. I know that tomorrow just keeps turning things around and the easiest day is always yes...

Out beyond the horizon, and out behind the sun and at the end of the rainbow when the storm has past life seems to have only begun. As I stand here like I have during those long hours in the past underneath those skies at the turning of twilight full of stardust. It feels as if my memories are drowning down in the valley where the water runs cold. And I know that out beyond the divide, at roughly around midnight everybody...

We wrestle with our dreams into the night,Our bodies never touching while we sleep.Off in the distance everything shines brightBeyond the barricades we've built so steep. Forgotten lives we lived in days gone byAnd missed emotions drifting far away.Our seeking hearts are lost and gone awry, So now we question all we think and say.Meandering these loveless paths insteadOf traveling down nostalgic trails at dawn. Forsaking...

High on a hilltop they stand like sentinels, twin silhouettes against the twilight that have stood a thousand years. And might possibly continue to stand for a thousand more silently watching, as they hear the asking of a million questions from those who have come; asking for guidance or for a solitary touch of grace, and being like those pitching queues for the gallows asking for deliverance from the hallowed. For on ano...

No reason to get excited, and many here seem to think life is merely a joke, but you and I have been through those complicated shadows, and we both after having come from there changed, know sacrifices need to be made. So let us not talk falsely for both of us know that the truth is the only thing that never changes and is of the highest importance in all things. And I know there are times when we both have done wrong, an...

Sitting here in a leather chair in that great hall here those chandeliers of Venetian glass once burned illuminating all, and now it seems as though I am surrounded by a galaxy of candles. Set in the center of the hardwood floor as their light is reflected off those corroded mirrors, that are around the walls and were once flawless and cast back both light and reflection here in the great hall.Now in the candle light all...

Making my way down a frozen road bordered by four to five foot snow drifts from the station, and getting a smile from the bite of the East wind. I know that the mercury is standing at roughly -2, or -3 below zero, which I found out when I arrived at the station nearly an hour ago. Now passing by the Catholic cemetery, and seeing the posts and the occasional tombstone peeking from the snow, I know that if I were to look up...

I sat alone in the dark, staring blindly at the rain. Wondering if I am truly insane. I always go to that park to watch those shadows in the dark. I question if you still love me and blame you for all that I see. That person in the mirror surely isn’t me. Can it be? No. That woman is not me. I can no longer feel the rain, pounding, and running through my hair. I can only sit and stare at the shadows dancing over there. I...

My world seems to always be spinning out of control. I feel as though I am never winning when I stop to pay the toll, to that troll, who lives beneath the bridge that now swings open. My wings have yet to fail me, even when my heart has been broken. Pay the token, pay the dime. No matter what you toss my way, I’ll dance for you every time. And when the rest stand and stare in puzzled bits of wonder, I’ll spread my wings t...

Standing here looking out at the frozen approaches to the islands in the channel nearby and it seems that most of my days lately have blended into a single theme. Just like that single road I have followed as the days turn into night. With there being times I have been standing quietly watching all passing me by, as the days just seem to be flowing by. Seeing the dawn’s dark light and having it feel as though it is too br...

In the time of my confession deep in the darkest hour of need, I can hear a dying voice coming from deep within me trying to reach out to somewhere. And I don’t have an inclination to be looking back at those mistakes I have made, and instead behold that chain of events I need to break. Trying to square those events and my not being there, as I try to hold back the river of tears that are now under foot, and try to look i...

Soft, so soft the skin on your cheek,with the down of desire so silky smooth to the touch.I lightly stroke you with the tenderness of a lovertransforming your tearsto smiles,tracing down your face from each bedewed eyelidto your lips,tasting the salinity of loss.I fulfill.I am the one to bring you forthand bear you up into the heights of passion,with a forgetfulnessof the transitory dull throbbing of heartache.It is I who...