Tuesday, November 20, 2012

The Year of Youth


In the orange mist of an evening wish
In blue lights of summer nights
There lies the year of youth
And love untold 

When everything but truth touched our lips
And emotions were the greatest enemies
Spirits lost and found, then bought and sold
To the cheap promise of a reputation of gold.

Those were the days of love unknown
Of passion so deep, for no reason at all
Knowing no purpose, seeing no interest
For to love and be loved was its only call.

Those were the nights of dreams well hidden
Beneath dark eyes full of tears
Gazing into me softly
Through our most innocent years.

On such nights the grounds shone with fireflies
As I fought and kicked and screamed
And damned an unwanted childhood
Telling it my very last goodbyes.


Sunday, November 18, 2012

You.


You're a dream within my eyes,
 a solemn song under my skin.

You are the bird inside my mind,
singing tales of hope in the morning sun.

Shed your light through my cries
I’m a child in disguise

I reach for your skin,
I know where to begin

With you in my mind after all this time,
After all these years suspended in air
I came to the earth to become bare

To see what I felt and to feel what I see
To touch you inside
And hold you within.

In your light, through the night
I walk on stars
to reach your heart.