I sense you watching me
The night chill over comes me...

The other night I read a poem from a poet
who spoke of colors of the soul...

Today I broke down.
I cried nonstop for hours on end...

The little man kneels in front of the bed,
Prays to the man, if I shall die before I wake...

What is life....
when I die... will the love still linger in my...

In the silhouette of the butterfly, is the dream.
the dream, that paralysis ones soul...

We always knew
chance might come some day...

Smoke fills the battle,
Sounds are of the blades in the night...

Floating weightless
high above...

I've tried to add too another love
But the sum never equals you...

My kingdom is the depths
Of a light that has lost its hue...

Some say,
a rose is temporary and will one day wilt and die...