When you laugh

It is waking at night
Beneath a waterfall

Seeing clear through
The veil

To a multitude of stars

the wolf howls, no reply.
the clock ticks but never chimes.

who outlasts the tomb?

we walk the halls
to remember footsteps,
shout at the walls, why!

who do walls remember?

whispers and laughter,
the weight of every sigh.
the shadow that weeps
and the child who cries.

the wolf howls, no reply.
the clock ticks but never chimes.

what do windows see?

faces pressed close, lovers kissing.
the tears from a bleeding sky
when the rain
taps gently for all lovers.

walls echo laughter and longing,
and windows dream
of time gone.

the clock is ticking.

who outlasts the tomb?

the wolf howls....
each heartbeat a plea against the void.

Skin,
Can we not look past it?

When you look at someone,
is that all you see, and think?

Their skin.

My skin.

I am more than my skin.

We are more than this skin.

More than its melanin
I am not my skin.

I am so much more.

More than this colored skin.

Like quiet rain in the month of June,
like glowing light from winters moon,
your gentle heart would beat with mine,
our souls as one, intertwined.

As the light of day began to break,
and the morning birds fell awake,
I would reach across from where I lie,
and see the love I could not deny.

But you left me here all alone
My spirit now, lost and prone.
I drift along the windswept dunes
My fate, my life all consumes.

In loneliness I stand and stare
at the quietness of darks despair.
My heart it seems has come undone
where once were two, there now is one.

So of my heart it gently cries,
in bittersweet and lullabies
in searing pain which rings anew
with every single thought of you.

My love cast out upon the sea
in the cresting waves of agony,
it searches for the guiding light
in the darkness of the endless night.

From where we came and where we go
a secret place we can never know.
Hidden within God's great view
A part of me and a part of you,

will dance forever, souls entwined.
Your gentle heart will beat with mine,
in the quiet rain in the month of June,
and in the glowing light of winter's moon.