No Stranger To Our Past

Well she came to me a cryin’ mess,I thought I’d at least try my best,to console the girl who taught me about love. But little did I know, it was all a show.She acted her part, and played the role,of someone I’d hurt a few long years ago. Said everything had been just fine,’til I…

A Letter to You, in Care of the Universe

You can be willing to give someone the whole world. Every last bit of yourself, all your love and happiness you wish so fiercely to offer them. You’d use every last hour of daylight and still turn on the lamp at night to stay up and think of what you could possibly do or say….

Washed-Away

When the sun’s set and one can see the early streaks of a dusk sky, I sit on on my porch and listen to the rain as it falls around my dry self. The air gets that washed-away scent as if all the smells that were there previous have been erased. Like a canvas that…

What’s Lost

Sometimes you think, “This could never end.” Other times it’s, “What could possibly come between this? Nothing will ever split this up.” And then the day comes and it’s just over. That thing you believed would go on forever and could never be broken- yet right before your eyes that very thing has ended. You…

One Last Dance

One last dance to share, between you and I. But it won’t be in a ballroom, rather under a starlit sky. I’ll lead you through the finest waltz I can muster, She’ll follow my steps, because I know I can trust her. A caper here, a gambol next- or we can can keep it simple,…

In Search of Love

I’ve gazed at the sky for countless nights, seen all its wonders, when every star was in sight. And I’ve traveled the world, from one side to the other. I’ve seen this great Earth, and she’s truly our mother. Yes I’ve set sail on the oceans, through calm seas and storm. And when it all…

I Should Like To Live

I should like to live in the forest for a while and learn the wisdom of how the trees remain so grounded throughout all the changes in life. I should like to live by the coast for sometime, so I can hear the mystical conversations between the Moon and the Tides each night. I should…

A Drifting Image

I wonder, from time to time, If I still happen to cross your mind? Because I have not forgotten you, and in my head your face often comes to view. Every time I hear the sirens in my city, I hope that no harm has come to you, pretty. And that would seem a foolish…

Heart of Gold

Like the first Spring days after the long Winter, you warmed my heart which had been so cold. And some days it had seemed I might always remain bitter, but that all changed when I felt your heart of gold. It warmed me from the inside, all the way out, and from then on I…

The Jar On The Highest Shelf

My love is only for you and no one else, so when you gave it back- I put it in a jar on my highest shelf. I’d look at it each day and admire what we had, and when I thought of the happy times I was never too sad. But every now and again,…