Her kiss was unique. So rhythmic and sweet,
Where some say the devil resides.
Denouncing that fact, I know simply that
In Heaven the Devil can't hide.

Her kiss was unique. So rhythmic,so sweet.
The warmth of her breath whispers by.
I offer a name to this beautiful gain.
The name of, The Heavenly Sigh.

THE GIRL WITH THE HEAVENLY SIGH
In darknes we seek the dreams we would keep
But sometimes those dreams make us cry.
What can you say when they're taken away?
I long for the Heavenly Sigh.

From Heaven she came, singng my name
Her whispering tones were not shy.
To this I give in and say it again,
I live for the Heavenly Sigh.

She brought forth in bliss
Two delicate lips,
Where serpents could never reside.
And with only a wish I go forth to kiss
The girl with the Heavenly Sigh.

Through Hell did she brave
My soul did she save.
For this I will love til I die.
It can't be concieved, the gift I've recieved.
The gift of the Heavenly Sigh.

COMPETITION
Fight or flight is a lover's last right
When he vies for the hand that he longs to hold tight.
To say, "I will have her, because I deserve her"
Brings Destiny's hand to confirm.

In stiff competition opponents they meet
The prize is a flower, a woman so sweet.
If touched she is bruised, her insides will cry.
If plucked she is broken, she'll wither and die.

In stiff competition opponents are warned
That neither may win this delicate form.
So flight be no coward, and fight be not brave
For only the Flower knows which she will save.

In stiff competition the battle begins
The Flower lays low and waits for the end.
The weaker has fallen, the stronger stands tall.
The Flower's decision could shatter them all.
The strong boasts his triumph, the weak speaks his soul.
The Flower has chosen with whom she'll grow old.

HER CHOICE
The tale has been told
As this fight so bold
Comes to a silent end.

One soul is re-born
One heart is torn
Yet both would compete again.

She tends to to their wounds
As the light of the moon
Comes forth to dance in her eyes.

Yet she can not wait,
She wont hesitate.
Her Destiny comes into sight.

All wounds will heal,
And soon she will feel
That choices are not really so.

For choices concieved
Can not be recieved
Till Destiny states it is so.

In stiff competition opponents stood firm
And both lovers knew they would learn
That Flowers so fair, so gentle, so rare
Are concepts till Love is confirmed.

GOOD-BYE TO THE HEAVENLY SIGH
Her kiss was uniquie, so rhythmic, so sweet
Yet now I've a tear in my eye.
It's over at last, she's part of the past.
I've lost the Heavenly Sigh.

In darkness I sought my most fearful thoughts
These thoughts gave birth to a tear.
She's no longer there, my arms are now bare.
Good-bye to the Heavenly Sigh.

In time I'll regain my strength and my name.
The remnants give nothing to pride.
I know only this, I'll miss her sweet kiss.
The kiss called the Heavenly Sigh.

Her kiss was unique, so rhythmic so sweet.
'Tis sad when love goes awry.
I will not forget, and do not regret
My love for the Heavenly Sigh.

And now for something different...





THE TRAGEDY

I hide from love as it hid from me.
I seek it not. It seeks not me.
For once upon a time and place
I found it not within my grace

Love is tragic, harsh and cold.
Love is gentle, soft, and bold.
Love will take and seldom give,
And make you wish you had not lived.

So you can go or you can stay,
But don't epect for me to pray
For foolish wishes and a dream
So you can fool me with your schemes.

I hide form you as you hid from me.
I seek you not so don't seek me.
I shall not miss, and will not cry.
I'll just exist until I die.






THE FINAL SEDUCTION
It seemed like a dance,
And then it enhanced
The feeling deep down in her soul.

He gazed in her eyes.
Her thoughts went awry.
When did she lose her contro?

His hand touched her cheek.
Her knees became weak.
Why had she come to this man?

He gave her a kiss.
Which put her in bliss.
No more could she possibly stand.

He teeth scraped her neck
She started to fret.
She knew very soon she'd succumb.

He let go a sigh.
She started to cry.
For the final seduction has come.







THE ROSE

A tear rolls down her slender form
As she awakes this lovely morn
She greets the day with open arms
And fills it with her naked charms

I passed her by and caught the hint
Of beauty's most alluring scent
I stood and stared at what I saw
My humble form was filled with awe

I reached to touch, but feared that thought
Afraid perhaps I may get caught
Possessing that which can't be held
Afraid perhaps we may not meld

So ever forward i must go
Don't look back..., she'll never know
Not a second glance I'll give
this will be her chance to live

And as I walk my lonely roads
I wont forget that lovely rose






LIFE RE-NEWED
Heart in hand
He comes to you
Heart of glass
Don't break it

Soul fulfilled
He comes to you
Fragile soul
Don't break it

Love for you
Grants this man
Tender love
Don't briuse it

Love beginning
Life re-newed
Lonely life
Don't end it





BEING AND NOT


Bestow upon this fragile form
The sacred spark of life,
And teach it all of beauty,
And of day, and of night.

Stand it in the shadows
Of the knowlege burning bright
While all the things that touched my soul
Do wither with the night.

Once encased within this form
The sacred spark of life
Will soon escape the bonds of me,
And pass on through the night.

Scattered through the open realms
Of sightless, touchless stuff.
It seeks another host again
To hold with all it's might.

The fragile host soon dulls and greys
With weakened grip and form.
And the things that touched my soul
In life will be no more.






THE MILK OF HUMAN LOVE


SELF EXPRESSION IS NOT IN MY WORDS.
I'M TALKING TO YOU AND CANNOT BE HEARD.
YOU SEE AND FEEL WISDOM, KNOWLEDGE, AND WARMTH.
MY EYES GIVE THE ANSWERS MY LIPS CANNOT FORM.

THESE EYES ARE THE WINDOWS TO A VERY OLD SOUL,
HE'S HUNGRY AND SHIVERS ALONE IN THE COLD.
A WORLD WHICH IS VAST AND INFINITE IN LENGTH
MAKE LONELY SOULS CRY AND DRAW FROM THEIR STRENGTH.

FINITE IN ONE WAY, INFINITE IN OTHERS
THIS LONELY SOULS CRIES FOR THE MILK OF IT'S MOTHER.
WHAT HAPPENS TO SOULS WHO ARE HUNGRY AND COLD?
DO THEY WITHER AND SHRINK AS THE DECADES UNFOLD?
AND WHAT OF THE SECRETS A LONELY SOUL HOLDS....
IT'S PAINFUL TO SAY, THEY DIE STILL UNTOLD.



TIME TO BLEED


WE TRAVEL THE FUTURE AND LIVE IN THE PAST.
RELIVING IN PAIN WHAT COULD NOT HOLD FAST.
THE PAINS ARE LIKE KNIVES, WHICH CUT US SO DEEP.
THE WOUNDS BLEED THE PRESENT FOR ALL WE SHOULD KEEP.
WHEN NOW IS TOMORROW AND TOMORROW IS THEN.
THE KNIVES ARE UNSHEATHED TO CUT US AGAIN.





ABSORPTION


I WISH I COULD ABSORB YOU
LIKE NO ONE BEFORE YOU
TO DRAW YOU IN DEEP LIKE A BREATH.
TO KEEP YOU AND HOLD YOU
COMPLETELY ENFOLD YOU
FROM NOW UNTIL TIME MEETS IT'S DEATH.

IF I COULD INHALE YOU,
NOT MEANING TO JAIL YOU
THEN THIS IS WHAT I WOULD DO NOW.
I'D EMPTY MY CHEST,
AND TAKE A DEEP BREATH
AND KEEP YOU AS I WOULD A VOW.

THE FLAME

IT LOST MOST IT'S FURY,
IT'S WATERED BY DOUBT.
A FLAME WHICH WAS BURNING
HAS SNUFFED ITSELF OUT.
FROM ONE ROARING FIRE
TO ONE EMBER TIRED
THE FLAME WHICH WAS BURNING
HAS LOST IT'S DESIRE.


THE SMOKE WHICH ONCE BILLOWED
AND HUNG IN THE SKY
WILL SOON STRETCH ITSELF
AND MELT IN THE SKY.


YOU CAN'T MAKE AN EMBER
THAT'S TIRED AND WEAK
BRING BACK IT'S FURY,
AND REACH A NEW PEAK.

WE CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER,
AND HELP BUT SEEK,
YET WE KNEW THE ANSWER
BEFORE IT GREW WEAK.


INCOMPLETE

IT WAS FATE THAT WE MET. IT JUST HAD TO BE.
YOU HAVE SOMETHING SPECIAL TO OFFER ME.
I CAME TO THIS WORLD ALL BUT COMPLETE, AND ASSEMBLING MYSELF IS NO EASY FEAT.

FROM HER I HAVE THIS, AND HER I HAVE THAT,
BUT STILL NOT COMPLETE. I KNOW FOR A FACT.
ANOTHER ONE GAVE ME A REASON TO FIGHT
THE COLD TOUCH OF DEATH THAT COMES IN THE NIGHT.

ANOTHER ONE GAVE ME THE PHYSICAL PART,
BUT PHYSICAL LOVE COMES NOT FROM THE HEART.
I NEXT FOUND EMOTION, MY LIFE WAS IN MOTION.
TO USE THEM AGAIN..., A FRIVOLOUS NOTION.

AS ONE HAND MOVES UP, THE OTHER MOVES DOWN.
MY TIMES' RUNNING OUT. I'M STARTING TO FROWN.
I'LL GLADLY ACCEPT WHAT YOU OFFER ME,
FOR MAYBE YOUR GIFT WILL MAKE ME COMPLETE.





BE REAL

AND GAZING ON HER BEAUTY
I SAW ALL THAT LOVE COULD BE.
TO SEE, TO TOUCHED, TO FEEL, TO CRIED,
AND LAUGHED, I HELD I HAD.
BE REAL! I CRIED, BE REAL, BE REAL
AND FREE ME FROM MY HELL!.
ADOPT MY HEART, TAKE IN MY SOUL.
BE REAL, PLEASE GOD, BE REAL!

LOOK AT ME, TAKE MY HAND
SMILE FOR ME AGAIN.
LAUGH WITH ME, AND CRY WITH ME.
TAKE HOLD OF ME AND LIVE!
BE REAL THIS ONCE! BE REAL, BE REAL!
I WANT TO LIVE AGAIN.
BE MINE!, I BEGGED, BE MINE BE MINE!
PLEASE GOD LET HER BE MINE!



ALONE


Alone I stand in a sea of faces
Familiar and known
They gaze through me
And pass me as if I existed not.

Alone I stand before a world of pain
Passing through me
And bleeding me of me
And yet I am passed as nonexistent

Alone I stand in the heart of Love
It curves around me
And enfolds me not
Still as if I existed not

Alone I stand before you now
Hate me, love me
It matters not
For I must exist before I feel




PAIN

When life has struck me with all it's it's force
Then I sucumb to pain

When love has dealt it's touch of death
Then I succumb to pain

When people come and touch my heart
Then I succumb to pain

When all I know is proven false
Then I succumb to pain

When you are close within my heart
Then I sucummb to pian

When you have touched and known my soul
Then I succumb to pain

When all is said and all is done
Then I succumb to pain

When life has ceased it's bond with me
Then pain succumbs to me




Judged

Alone, and naked I stand before a world of judges. Awaiting the verdict that can be nothing more than guilty, and the condemnation of my person to the vanquished world of the unwanted ones. The undesired ones. The ones whose graves make up the foundation of mainstream morals, and ideas.
Yet for all my troubles, past and present, I would choose to be no other way than the way I am, for I know the road I travel I travel by choice, and the life I live is of my own making. It pleases me, and it can be no other way.
So boldly I stand before this tribunal, and as I do so I gaze upon the ignorance of the judges, and I see within their eyes the lack of wisdom, and understanding required to accept me for what I am, and who I am. It is for they that I shed this tear......., but I weep not.






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