I fold the paper
Each crease with care...

The preacher's gone, I'm all alone
I'm standing here, beside your grave...

In the midst of controversy,
we ask ourselves, Why...

There's someone who visits me
At night when I'm asleep...

Scatters from the winds of change
Among debris life rearranged...

Piles of photographs, lay around the empty room
Inside the house of humble, they have met their...

The inkling of the sunshine is captured in your...
As the magic of our love, dances in your eyes...

A darkness fell on me today
No sliver of a light appeared...

Under moon, dark lonely moon
I stared down at the page...

It was truly a night to remember
But one I'd just soon forget...

Standing on the edge of death
She inhales once, her dying breath...

A thought, by any other name
Might make the nectar sweet...