about two souls searching for a better way of life. However, they are left in their own worlds of illusion, never finding what their hearts seek. For they have been abandomed by their kin.
Time Warp of Promises How can I compare your porcelain soul To the ways of the satin snow? For they are drums who beat down fear Into chivalrous hearts of children. Bare feet be blessed. Heavenly hosts, hear my praises in song. ...
Where the dawn forgoes a new day, the night surrenders to misty eyes enticed by sugar walls that plant their humble seeds in the womb of Mother Earth; yet, the wind dances around naked trees who once feed off of soulful tears. Rewind these...
It is the consciousness of the people that drives politicians mad. It is the lusterous voice that bleeds the scournful dessert, and makes man's heart weep when he walks down destitute roads. I am not the mother of the earthly grace. For I...
I'm freezing, and my heart is slowly dying. I"m showered by your raging waters that consume me everytime I exhale. Seasoned is the fire that burns within the crest of your jagged soul. Paper roses mock me within their laughing eyes, and...
I am of the night. Won't you be my guide, when I cross the plains of insanity? Don't drift away to sleep, my one and only light. I can hear your cries. For they are pleas for your safe return out of Hades. For I wish to dance with you. I...
Dreamy winds crash into my elastic head, while knocking the sands out of my crystal eyes. You fill my misty waters up with frozen souls of feverish seeds. Whispering winds breed havoc within dark shadows. I cannot conceive the logic for the...
Beastly burdens of the underworld conjure up preludes to the heavens. Half earth, half world of fire, there is a resistance whitin a mystic band. Concluded in this realm of secrets is the destroyer of spirit and mind. Holistic crystals melt into...
Sinister flames burn through satanic valves that devour my tainted spirit. Shackled to the unconscious floor are elusive tombs, longing to be cast away into the fisherman's melodic nets. For the longer I bleed through these icy walls, the angrier...
Lover of the mid hours, where is my early light? You are sugar from honey that melts into crazed pores of my fabric skin. I imagine walks in the park, drifting through the pale moonlight with you holding my hand, and I yours, squeezing mine so...
Seductive mountains burn into the sapphire sky, and cause the heavens to weep into my crystal soul. I flourish when I am miles away from the feverish seeds you have sown. For this is an allegorical song that bleeds into the hallow trees. Sifting...
You are my maple leaf asleep inside my phantasm. I am elongated by breathing winds that surround me with vengeance. For truth is the troubled sky that battles within dancing clouds; yet, you are the lightening that cuts through my tortured flesh,...
I'd like your inuendoes to come alive inside your flowering hands, but the weeping mandolin cries into satanic streams where his voice is carried throughout lucid rooftops. However, it is man's thirst for redeeming lost words that salvage a...