Tumbling through the ages

tumbling through, the ages in you
the youth, in your beauty, serene
to a forest, emerald and green
the verdant colors, of life and divine
in these thoughts, the warmth reminds me
of all the truth, my soul as sought, in the years
spent, drifting, melting away
watching the truth, slip from the day
my fingers, never held firm, by the color
and shade, that shimmers in the light
now returns, and glistens, where the days now
give me strength, to this, i am known
in the timeless time, of moments yet unwound
i am beholden to your beauty, a whisper
a shadow, the browns, that run down your hair
the amber reflection, to youth, is a direction
toward the place where your smile awakens
in the breathe of dawn, it is these moments
the bronze of certainty, renewing my faith
in a world without end, without borders to contain
the pain, that so often rains, it is the color found
in your eyes, that makes life worthwhile
the gold, the silver, the colors that are always known
to sparkle, in the day, when all have run away
lost, far off, distant, in some long forgotten place
where only you and i are found, in the mist of morning
in the midst of one another's arms, all is beauty
all is quiet, and in our smiles, we find, that it is here
we belong

In Blue I Wonder

so where i wonder, i wander
into the remains of memory
scattered here, in the corners of my mind
i follow you, the shadows, the shapes
that bend, then erase, the very hope
that had begun to fly, from my heart
on this very night

back and forth, into you, away from you
the dance of angels, the embrace of devils
warm, cool, playing the fool for you
in the laughter, the slumber, of a warm summer day
dry, in the eye of the hearth that breaks for us
wraps us around, the timeless song
of sweetness, it is here i belong, to the waves
the waters, running beneath the world, i know

blue, in the wonder, the great wide escape
played for the hours, played for the way you
smile, inside the memory, caring, like a child
whose only world, is right before your very eyes
all the thoughts, all the dreams, they do penetrate here
in the remnants, the vestiges, a trace from one day to the next
in some far off place, now gone, now, it is here that i do belong
to hope, to the waves and oceans, the tides of sleep
that break the sadness, before i weep, and in the hour
i spend every minute, wondering, wandering through
each and every memory of you, that i see before my eyes
in a spectacle of hope, in an hour of dream
your love was more than what it seemed to be, in me
and now on through, the hour that speaks, and calls out your name
i no longer can remain, before the thought
inside the dream, that caught me here, in this moment
as i drift off to sleep

Universe of Tide

all but a dream
in the universe of tides
undulating inside, the days and weeks
where i see, moments of truth, passing me by
in the willow of surprise, that grows green
as the waves of blue, pull me through
the day, that seems to change, with each passing moment
each passing breath
where color fades, then returns so bright, in these memories of you
i no longer can see, but feel the light surround
the emeralds, the azures, the froth and the dew
all, tickle my skin, and wake me from dream
in a universe unseen, though the colors felt
upon my skin, the green with its veins, pulses through my life
and the blues, dance with me in truth
all the while, the warmth of the world
is felt, and now explored, by the sense of touch
reason, understanding the season, as she dives in
lets the water fill her, saturate her body, come alive
with the moments i am here, burning with desire
watching you now, with thought, my fingers outstretched, inside a memory
of the rains, the days, passing us by
the shapes and shadows, from the surface descend
as eerie a reflection, to my world, that has now, come to an end
in the universe wide open, here, in the memory that passes me by
in a whisper and cry, here now, watching you, leaving my side
just as the oceans, reach out, and wash away their tide

Infinity's Dream

side step the infinity of dream, where the uselessness of folly
brings more than it seems, to meet, the eye
naked, in its desire, here the fires reach before you
consume you, the fame and the weight, that brings you tumbling down
hard, to the ground, there is nothing left, but the deceit
that leaves you hungry, empty, wanting more to come back into
the fold of your dreams, surrender all, to the devil in hand
become, the lie, in the eye of midnight, the victims' cries
from the skies, blackened, are born with light when the stars heaven
descend upon, and in your parade, you will be seen
in the challenge of being, for there is no more of you to be had
no more to give, in a bargain, so you might continue to live
in the spotlight, veiled in the belief, that you were beautiful
that you were serene, close your eyes, and conjure up this dream once again
for when you open your eyes, you will be the only left to live this lie
only left to be, in this infinity, spinning inside your dream

Eternity Winds the Clock

eternity winds the clock on our time tonight
from the breath of twilight, stretching across the land
to the morning's awakening, here, before the sands reach their end
all is movement and static as the colors that spread themselves across our bodies
from shadows to reds, in these moments in our bed
while eternity walks with us , there are no ways
to release, the seconds from our sight, as we gaze onward
until tomorrow's heart, our beauty rests in a place
that never can be torn apart
our bodies unwind in the presence of the movement
between our eyes, we climb, the fortune pulls itself toward
our beauty in this rhyme, forever is but a whisper
forever, is only a thought, as we drift in and out
back and forth, down to the earth, that feels so cool
on our skin, then warms, in the pleasure of our sin
a sin that washes, a sin that cleanses, soothes, all through the years
all the while, making us warm, in this pleasure tonight
eternal are the clocks that pass, the time, from one hand on
to the next, in the breath, i take this thought, swirl it in my mouth
the moistness, soaked in dream, a dream that brings me closer, closer in you
toward the minute, when we will release, all the colors that have dressed
our minds in this world tonight, eternity moves us on
in these hours now, just as the clock
rests its hands on us, so do the sounds of passion that will forever be
when ever we let ourselves fall back, into this time, eternity will catch us
and bring us back into the rhyme, of movement, of shadow
of the promises we spoke, as eternity rested, in our souls on that night

Heart of Memory

while we dance in the heart of memory
while the sweetness still hovers close
i shall spend these moments laughing
loving, in the timeless flight of the highs and lows
that are my life, the hungry and the satiated
the angry and the sad, walking the ghost through the alleyways
to the streets on this night, i wander, wonder where i will come out
if i dart down one street, close my eyes, and continue walking
until i can no longer see the light, creeping in the seams
around my eyes sealed so tight, in this memory of flight, i am alive
to something more than dreams, on this very night
it is a passion i wish to share, wish to release, to the world out there
beyond the walls, the corners in my mind, to see the light
penetrate the darkness of this world tonight, i am in my heart
beating the drum, listening to the songs, that bring me back
to my own heaven again, a swirling of clouds, a sound of harps
the clamor of my thoughts, as they race forth, to seize the day
from within the reason, of night's somber gaze, i return to sleep, wake from dream
into a moment, where all is serene, a peace within knowing
that the heart of memory has come, has begun to awaken in me
the thoughts and love, of fortunes unwinding, from the days and loneliness
from the night and sleep, that has kept me here for so long
listening to no one, but the sounds in my head, somewhere, i do belong
in silence, in noise, in the discord and harmony of thousand other days
yet to be lived, i am here now, in the sweetness of solace, that drips from my lips
and as i drift off, back into my life, let me not say goodbye, to these memories
no, let not one release from my grasp
if not still, to be surrounded in my body of flight
for the timeless time, has come to wake me, not release me, but to keep me alive
in these dreams of my heart, i hear calling, through the veils of this night

The Eye of Heaven

in the eye of heaven i see
the very soul revealed in me
by the virtue of the night
i walk, into the smooth colors
of ebony and white, the twinkle of stars
belonging not in the midst twilight
rather further on, as the fading lights
slips from the sky, it is here, i am here
in the moments of the night, so tempered with belief
that heaven knows, the soul of my grief
a sadness that leads me on, into the doors of tomorrow
the pain and sorrow, washes from these streets
the memories beaten, in the hours and weeks
long since past, i cast the mold, in the days, i am told
to move on, to drive on down, the roads before me
in the arms of a future, uncertain, in a calm, of summer and dreams
i meet her, in the truth, where beauty lingers
and the world holds her, in the soothing colors
of passion in between, this moment, and all the years revealed in me
for the moment, all is true
inside these eyes, inside the guise, of a night that welcomes the day
tomorrow believing, all that has said is gone, not in the doubt
but forever, in the world outside me, i am heaven
and heaven me, inside a world, of red and blue
the skies penetrate, and all is new
where i walk, before the words, i talk
endless on, in my mind, and before the eye i see
it is the memory that holds the sadness deep within me
inside this truth, and the heaven, staring back, at all that is meant to be