Our bodies

Are just a platform for our dreams

A Distant Dream

A perfect girl that was born in distant dream
That never graced the sheets that she was born between.
Instead she danced above, and in my mind she'd play,
In bed, entranced by distant dream, between my sheets I lay.

Do All The Boys

Fall off cliffs, into oceans
And get taken with the water's motions?
Fighting for life in face of death,
Drawing from you their fate-sealed breath.
Feeling cold through sea-cold stares,
All the weight if your water bears.
Sending men, knees first, to floor
Drowned in you forever more.

A Song for a Spring

Sky colour of hell, chase bonfire smell,
Autumn greets winter, orange leaves tell;
Burning red ochre on amber through gold:
Swirling warm colours hide dark winter's cold.
Biting and fighting, wind whistles and weaves,
Tightening up scarves; swashing leaves, swaying trees.
As red bleeds to white and the bright leaves the sky
The light fills the soul to see nature's strength die
And spark a rebirth; vernal and new
That burns through the sky and scorches it blue.
The beauty of life reflects heaven above,
In the darkest of seasons, take comfort in love.