Listening to an
Orchestra of...

The sheer depth of it
a word that is a rainbow...

The skies are dark, the moon has gone,
I see no stars, to wish upon...

..her heart in the
shape of rose...

At fifteen years old,
when I first met a...

I travelled the road of my desire
a path which led me to love-shire...

My heart beats
with a divine...

My child-hood had died
lost in a parental war...

The penny
finally dropped...

No choice I had, than to face-thy-face
and take the stand, to rest my case...

channel your own thoughts
switch yourself off from it all...

Hooked back in by a callous claw
to face a darkened war once more...