Shadows Of Desire I remember those moments, When a whispering shadow could power my dream, Yet.... From yesterday's lightless place; Death lived as my secret desire. The blow to my heart Haunted my eternity, Explored my lingering vision And flooded my dreams with winter. The ghost of you is all I have. An aching symphony to explore my skin. Like black rain crushing my heart. You poison my universe.

Cruising Out in the open, under cover of moon The scene for a meeting to be over soon Follow the path move amongst the trees Wait for the moment that you will seize Moving slowly, a dead twig snaps Come to a halt as time will lapse Wait for a sign of a presence that's near A pounding heart filled with fear Hiding in shadows the figure will slink Assessing situations, giving time to think Movement , closer, contact is made All inhibitions begin to fade A spoken word, a gesture that's plain To comprehend and follow the game The physical touch all filled with lust All further actions become unjust Sexual pleasures, no hindrance is shown For one short moment, no longer alone The act complete, the figure to depart To leave you with an unscathed heart Under cover of night, in shadows all dark A chance full meeting in a setting so stark Out in the open, under cover of moon All for a meeting that was over soon.

Feeling In Cliche Here I stand 'twist the cup and the lip My mind in a whirl, an hallucinary trip Cast into outer darkness, away from it all Afraid of the outcome, afraid of the fall The inner man awaits for the end To fit the pieces, to finally mend The sands of time run through so slow When will the man finally know In the minds eye a place to be The ivory tower is what I see With a snare and a delusion to fill the room To speak of the devil in a vision to bloom A vision in which still waters run deep A vision that grows in the hour of sleep In the arms of Morpheus, like a baby I lie Chasing a rainbow with a tear in the eye The stream of consciousness runs by the side And to the heart my feelings confide From time immemorial the thoughts hold fast To trim ones sails to make them last To whistle in the dark, till we meet once more In the dead of night on a distant shore Like a child of nature and with a change of heart Until the way of all flesh, never to part.