GOODBYE

Never going to make it like you do; waters drowning my soul day by day – still I don’t know how to leave you; will I ever find the right words to say... goodbye.  Once upon a time we were a miracle to be envied.  Today we are two which no one wishes to keep accompanied.  Where did we go wrong?  Was our hearts not strong?

Walking away I say my goodbyes...

We no longer have our blue skies...

Each day we passed along the way; exchanging glances we loved in a dream.  Now it seems we’ve gone astray; our hopes washed down a stream.  Don’t know how to reach you anymore; is this really the end of our smiles?  Before I say goodbye I must implore, don’t let our spirits grow apart in miles!  Can’t even mention you in name; I know... this must sound so lame.  Trust me no one is to blame, wish all would have remained the same.  Yet, there is no denying this claim; this burning inside of me is a fiery flame.

My love would’ve quieted your demon; doesn’t matter how much torture you had lived.  Our bond was never a delusion; in all hell we could have everlastingly survived.  Now I’m faced with saying goodbye; all that is left is our dark Mediterranean sky.  Even if they took the dark out of the night, without you my life will be a dead beacon of light.

Must walk away and say goodbye...

Hurts to look away and say goodbye...

You brought freedom to this writer; destroying the final block you freed my soul.  Thanks to you I’m a fighter; my life today is a living scroll... written in the actions I live – all because you didn’t misgive.

Still after all of this, I must walk away and reluctantly say goodbye.

Still out of all of this, this departure carries it’s redundancy... still I must say goodbye!

HELLO

Been living in darkness for so long; out of my soul has gone my song.  The sun has lost its power; my gardens only possession is a dead flower.  Life has no meaning; hollow and empty my heart beats.  When shall I be winning?  When shall my theater see filled seats?

A voice I hear... “Hello” it says.

A woman I see... “Hello” she says...

“Come to me dear man; for today is your day to be loved.  You I will never ban; perpetually I shall remain your beloved.  God has sent me to you; the heavens have opened up their skies of blue.  Visiting you is the touch of purity – visiting you is the embrace of compassion.  Come out from your obscurity; I have come to fulfill your accommodation.”

Her voice I hear... “Hello” she says...

Her song I hear... “Hello” she sings.

Could this be real? 

Am I dreaming again? 

Am I saved from my ordeal? 

Has holiness come to reign? 

Sorrows subside as my eyes watch her approach; horrors take chase as they see her reproach.  Has my saviour arrived?  Will I be filled from what I’ve been deprived?  Fast she comes upon my body; intense is the heat that shines upon my flesh.  An angel she must embody, for wickedness feels her thresh.

“Long have you suffered dear sir; long have you cried.  Your old ways I will transfer; don’t worry – I’ll be your guide.  Please, take my hand; firmly take hold of what is yours.  Your destination is grand; this you’ve waited for scores.  Don’t fret my love, for together we shall sail the skies.  Don’t fear my love, this is not a trick or guise.”

Slowly I watch her eyes.

She stares into my mines.

Reaching out I say... Hello.

DREAMS DIE YOUNG

Fog sets in this morning as my dreams fall away from my hands.  A young boy I’m left in mourning; my dreams stray to faraway lands.  Mother said I must think like a man and forget my childhood.  Father says I’m a fool and should believe his falsehood.  Can’t they see oh God how they gnash at me?  Can’t they see oh God how they mock at thee?  Dreams die young; dreams are forsaken to those without sight – those kept from the light.  Torture was my lot as a child; with words and hands I’m constantly reviled!

Barefoot I walk the halls of my mind; is this dream where hell visits me tonight?  No matter how much I run, this fire consumes; I cannot fight.  Left alone since birth was I; thinking I wonder if this was in spite. 

This asylum is my home... my everlasting dome.  As I walk the garden of my institution, a rose stands next to a gnome.

“Can there be absolution” I ask the gnome...

“Please tell me there’s a solution” I scream at the gnome...

“Release me from this persecution” I say to the gnome.

Ceramic body comes to life; moving toward me the gnome comes alive.  Speaking, his words cut like a knife; the more he speaks the more he thrives. 

“Dear boy, why must you pester me today?” asks the gnome...

“Why boy, do you fester – it’s not even mid-day; your concerns my peace sequester” says the gnome.  “Have you not tired from your whining?  Or thinks you that freedom you’ll find by crying?  How dare you disturb my slumber; know not thee that you’re dying?  Your dreams have been taken from you dear boy; left to rot are you without happiness or joy!  Go and leave me be; open your eyes and this reality begin to see!”

In tears the boy walks; with back turned to the gnome he falls to his knees.  He weeps from the devil that stalks; without remorse the demon lashes out with please. 

A boy I am left to understand that dreams... dreams are made to die young.

DREAMS COME TRUE

Remembering when I was a boy brings tears to my eyes; for this was a time when dreams died young.  Lived in a land where everything dies; I was left to feel how an abandoned heart stung.  Yet, through the darkness came a ray of light; so strong and full of might – bright enough to restore my sight.

Her beauty is above all; her words reach into the deepest darkest soul.  A time like this I can’t recall; her love warms me like a burning coal.  Tempest seas have calmed; dark oceans shine blue like the sky.  Death has been embalmed; passionate mercy oh God has thy.  Her loving eyes entrance my inner battles; pain and hurt no longer bring me struggles.  Freedom has found its way to me; romance has given me the will to see. 

Degradation is no longer my damnation; a new declaration has been set as my foundation.  Salvation is forever the emancipation set forth from the grip of starvation.

Once I thought dreams died young; nevertheless wrong was I of what was in store.  Anguish once lasted long; to me a woman was sent to adore.  Dreams do come true; yes dreams come true even to those that are lost in time.  Love cannot forsake you; it doesn’t matter the size of your crime. 

Life has given me a lullaby; a sweet hymn that resonates through the universe.  In this love I can now justify that I will never be alone or diverse.  She’s my ever longing dream come true; the only one who’s truly pure.  Forever she’ll love me thru and thru; of this one thing I can ensure. 

Never did I think my dream would come true, forever I thought I was sentenced to feel blue. 

If life has a sick sense of humor, then from my heart it would rip my only bloomer.  Yet this is only a rumor; for life has no sick sense of humor.

Declaring shall I stand on roof tops, loving shall I skip with hops... telling the world of my dream that came true – telling the world that dreams do come true; for today I stand in peace and sanctity, all because LOVE brings to me tranquility.

A vampyre am I, who today enjoys his immortality because dreams do come true.             

EVERY NIGHT

In my dreams your demons shove, every night I scream for love.  You terrorize my mind’s eye as I sit here insane and high.  Your touch I feel mesmerize as you watch me weep and cry. 

"She's your salvation" they say... "A Creator's creation" they say... "Making sure you pay." 

Every night I fall victim to your nightmare; oh when will I learn to watch and beware?  This insanity called love has bound me in chains; this spell you cast over me drags me in pain.  Howling I catch you staring; damnation is what I hear you blaring!  Nothing you say will deliver me free; nothing you do will ever let me flee!  You've bewitched me with this thing called passion; in pleas I shriek for compassion... every night -- so out of sight!

"She's my salvation" they say... "A Creator's creation, blotting from view the day."

All is gone; no longer do I see the light – I’ve become her pawn; moved to and fro every night.  Continually she calls my name; trance sets in upon the raging seas.  Upon my soul she makes her claim; her chanting voice brings me to my knees.  She’s my devil in disguise; her evil has come to chastise – I’m her prize, my heart feels her incise.  My spirit has become unwise; her logic and maneuvers defy.  Feet are no longer spry; her ending chase draws nigh.  Blue skies replaced by darkened skies; captive no longer my soul flies.

“She’s my damnation” I yell... “No salvation is seen tonight.  Cursed is the night – every night!”

No prayer can be supplicated for this slave; not one has been seen in her sight brave.  Blood and lust is her crave; beware my fellow friends – for out of you she’ll make a grave.

Every night I fall her prey...

Every night she mocks as I pray...

“She’s my salvation – my damnation... every night.”

EVERY DAY

An angel lives inside my heart to-day; has made my dark skies blue again.  Her kindness and smile warms me every day; residing is the pain.  The gods have blessed me with her presence; my iniquities have become the past.  Like God, her love is omnipresence; to life I’ve been recast.

Every day she’s my new hope...

Every day her purity takes me to a new slope...

My imagination has been renewed; happiness is no longer afar.  Could this be a hallucination; she makes me feel like a star.  Wolves no longer cry at my moons; no longer am I a creature of the night.  Sun shines clear on my afternoons; restored to me has been my sight.  Joy is forever my companion; endeavoring I pursue her with a glee.  No longer do I cross alone this canyon; her love is truly set forth for me!  Every day; yes every day I my ship docks at bay.  Treacherous seas are no longer my home; her mercy covers me like a dome. 

She’s my alleviation every day.

She’s my foundation every day.

No longer is my heart on probation; her unconditional love has set me on vacation.  She watches to make sure I live not in starvation; her actions need absolutely no translation.  Clarity is her vocation; this is my statement – my quotation.  What a great gestation; her wholesomeness fills me with elation.  Her virginity rewards me with salvation; an untouched heart is her donation.  Her eyes speak of duration; never allowing me in her hands to suffer cancelation. 

Every day... yer every day is my exploration.

Every day... yer every day is celebration.

Her name is LOVE; and forever will I be carin’ for her.  Every day is a gift; I know she’ll never set me adrift.  I love her every day... she’s LOVE – my eternal angel.