They don't know about the love we have for each other.
Do they know about the silly nicknames we have for each other?
The hearty laughter we shared from our inside jokes?
Or the secret language that belongs strictly to us?

They don't know about the love we have for each other.  
Do they know about the intimate passion that we would constantly fall victim to?
The brief moments when we held heaven and hell in the palm of our hands & spoke to God?
Or the vulnerable moments where we released the private sections of our past?

They don't know about the love we had for each other.
Do they know that we used to be one soul but now we are just two bodies?
The days that we spent arguing and spilling tears over the silliest little things?
Or the day he released my soul so he can rest in the arms of his lioness?

They don't know about the love we had for each other.
Do they know about the fantasy world she trapped herself in to escape the life without him?
The nights she spent wandering when she would finally numb the aching pain?
Or the times she wished she could go back to her past & forget ever meeting him?

They will never know.

I never felt like I belong here.
No matter how hard I tried, I never belonged.
Could it be I'm destined for something greater than life on this planet
Or am I doomed to spend eternity with the latter?
I wander across this land in search of who I am but it seems there is no answer no where in sight.
Am I suppose to quit this journey or continue to walk in denial?
How long must I endure this nightmare til I finally wake up and face "reality"?
At the night's commencement, memory of this life drifts away into the forgotten stream.
I can taste the answers but the moment I begin to relish in its delicacy, it fades from my grasp.
What is left for a king whose kingdom has fallen?

Traces of you line every moment silver,
     even in my darkest day
Traces of you can make the empty linger,
     the second you walk away

Traces of you are my hidden treasure,
     a joy that is all my own
Traces of you are too fine to measure,
     yet brighten my darkness alone

Traces of you make life worth living,
     the birth of my very smile
Traces of you make ease of forgiving,  
     though memories tend to beguile

Traces of you turn hell into glory,  
     then turn back the other way
Traces of you rewrite the story,
     every second of every day

My littlest nest,
I'm sorry I couldn't live you,
Short shallow breath of my descent
I bequeath to you,

Bright juvenile jewels,
your words touch my eyes,
But I talk of fools dreams
and a foolish hope of freedom,

It will never be mine so rest and cool,
you can have my soul for a little longer,
Head like and unaware,
take it, it's yours.

But God hold back your strength,
don't let me,
Silent depth of despair that is so loud,
hold your tongue, release your grip,

Shut the lid,
rid my thoughts of your mysterious intent.
I will no longer listen to your melody,
Its not mine, leave me, leave me,

Brush your own lips with disdain,
For I will have none.

It is for you I dance,
My only child,
Its for you that I do what I do.

Together we're swept.
I hung to together,
Whilst you slept,
I could have healed it had I known,

How better are those who fall,
For in time they lose it all,
I cannot help you up poor boy,
I cannot pay you with my precious joy.

So rise above deception,
Give yourself to greed,
Laugh in the face of rejection,
And never deflect your need.

When we got down, you were there.
Smiles faded, laughter dropped
As you sang by the edge
I've never felt so powerless.
I was disgusted by myself, I couldn't look at you.
You were ready to die.

And so I thought of her. Of your common experience.
This twisted drive within you.
How didn't I see hers?
Play acting is uncomfortable,
But you left without.

"That day was yours already"
That's all I could think,
twisting parts of memory
and conversations I didn't link.

At the start you had resource
and the lightest days were electric.
Complete faith in your smiling course
Proud of the path you picked.

You had the devotion of one,
But the cell of a darker God,
and when he came to block out the sun,
Your dizzy mind forgot.

Mental shadow,
Eternal, lifeless doubt.
How could you.
How could you.

A broken heart,
was how I died.
But it was washed away,
By the tears I've cried.

I don't want you to mourn,
I don't want you to cry.
Just remember my smile,
the loving look in my eye.

Remember my humor,
for that is the key.
Remember my love,
remember me.

Beneath the bare earth-tone leafless trees

rolling hills of flat white nothing

suffocated what was once

vibrantly full of color and life.



Eventually the snow melted and

the rains fell down upon the hills

washing away months of oppression

and sorrow; the fields were born anew

with breath and pulse, there was vivacity.



But as all things must fade, a single petal,

lost to the first touch of frost, falling

toward the inevitably cooling ground,

announced Autumn’s arrival



The cold breath of nature took away

the lilies and the orchids. Winter

stole away the burning red, orange

and yellow leaves. The skies blanketed

gray. The snow began to fall.