for Tressia
I have searched and searched for someone... I’d buy roses just like my father bought my mother
Drifting off into the whisper of t… While watching seagulls playing at… Floating on sea spray With wings of laughter Quiet sundown
You smell of incense and fire. I breathe you in. Consumed – I burn in your presenc… I have found ecstasy In the darkness
At times I may speak too much of the sea. That is where my last lover came from,
I left today or did I? I kept telling myself that I was going home so I could be alone
As I sit and watch the moonlight vibrate on the horizon tossed from wave to wave a tear drops down my cheek.
A sight this winter beach all white and desolate. I guess even the sea
I have not seen of gods only men lying on their backs in the dust and children
Living without you On a love restricted diet Starving in the shadows Turning I saw your face on the wa…
Riding to the water’s edge that da… Her and I on horses she’d ridden many times before.
SUMMER: I’ve been to the sea many times and each time it’s different. Each wave looks the same Rolling in Rolling out
I was a sailor of broken ships Eternally lost to the sea until one day in November I was washed on a vacant shore And buried in the secret of the sa…
So many lost among battlefields and blood spills Letters written and never sent.
Religion makes devils of us all. Pain puts things into perspective. “In the beginning...” we asked our… “Who we are, where we are and why… and we invented gods.
At night I’d sit at my window and watch sidewalk strangers passing in the illumination of moon and streetlight