grey days
lead to contemplation
of sunnier times
when all those around you
have lost their way
when the fog of doubt
clouds the mind
and the notion of thought
becomes an ocean
and the stars no longer shine
where is that compass of mine
grey days
lead to contemplation
of sunnier times
when all those around you
have lost their way
when the fog of doubt
clouds the mind
and the notion of thought
becomes an ocean
and the stars no longer shine
where is that compass of mine
close the door
to the present
fend off the past
I fear the foreshadowing
remembering those
who fell behind
they died in my mind
their they shall remain
till the time comes
to be reunited again
I will find you
across the stars
to distant lands
where we left our hearts
when ones mind is empty
and our love is full
to share dreams
and remain still
shelter being from harm
when all is lost
nothing remains
a home will be found
where memories are made
a feast for the senses
cards are sent
roses with their scent
the message of love is received
red is the passion
when all is revealed
bringing about a new hope
put into perspective given scope
each and every darling wallflower of the mind
a blessing you will find
the mind ingrained
like a piece of wood
secret minds
keep us safe
from one another’s charms
our trail of passion
continues throughout time
we dispel illusions
keepsakes bring back old memories
loneliness is not an issue
when I’m in your arms
templates of the stars
kaleidoscopic images
of different colours
strewn across the sky
calling out to her
why did she have to leave
I want to see her again
but I know that is unlikely
life and death
complete each other
within one’s mind
let your soul find peace
so that you may
inherit the earth
and drink the stars
separated from life
consider this a reality
without the present
where did I go
they left me behind
enclosed in my mind