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Life is full

Only when I live it with you.

Love is real

Only when I behold it in your eyes.

Wine intoxicates

Only when I taste it on your lips.

Fire becomes pleasure

Only when I touch it with you.

Cold begets fire

Only when you’re here with me:

When wafts of love begin to soar,

Whispering my endless love for you.

Peace

The feeling of rest

After a hard day's work

The weightlessness of relaxation

Finally

Serenity

No reason to fear

No longer any worries

My mind is happily blank

White like new-fallen snow

While I sit by the fireplace

On a Christmas morning

Calm

For my spirit is calm

My soul no longer pains me

I'll soon fall asleep

To waking dreams

And an eternity

Of sunrises  

For at the bottom of my heart;

The dregs of my emotions lie

I'd given all to you

And you drank without satisfaction

I filled your glass over and over again

Yet you could not be content

I had nothing left to give

And then, like so many before

I was thrown aside

Cast out like a leper

But the thing about barrels

Is that they can be refilled

And someone wanted me to be filled

They poured their heart and soul into me

They completed me until I overflowed

They granted me a purpose, and a meaning

So now as I look upon you

Inebriated in your unfulfilled grief

Wasted in your past iniquity

I pity you

For we cannot be connoisseurs only

But we must be barrels as well

For we cannot drink alone

But must be drunken from again

Men of Iron, Men of Smoke

Red hands hidden in their cloak

Helter Skelter in their hearts

Silence people, so they start

End beginnings, death of life

Pleasured pain, calming strife

All their “truth,” is but lies

Hide the demons in their eyes

Propaganda lead the people

Separate the laws and steeple

All who speak against them die

Total darkness soon is nigh

All of those who live are dead

In a white world made of red

Let me take you

In your mind's true eye

To blue-green pastures

Ocean-like waves of grass

Flowing gently over hill and dale

The sun gently shining

Partially cloaked behind the clouds

The crickets singing to each other

Fall is soon at hand

But for now we enjoy

Those few last days of summer

And as we lay on the warm earth

We'll daydream at how fast

The year has gone already

Silent time is passing

Pleasant melodies fall upon my ear

Swinging, swooning,

Waltzing melodrama

Imprinting their faerie-like steps

Deep into my mind

I am lost

In a tidal wave of euphony

An effervescent motif

Returns like starlight after sundown

There is no time

For eternity sits in this moment

There is no war

For my heart is stilled

My soul is quiet

I am finally at peace

I hear that Devil's train

Hot on my heels

Come to collect, I suspect

What he thinks he owns

Time is short

But I've got some left

So I'll burn it up

And blow it in his face

Here and gone

Like cigarette smoke

Rush to my head

Speed to my death

Neon past lighting my way

But I can't see whats in front of me

Walking down the path ahead

Red hand in my pocket

Death, in my thoughts,

Is racing to a stoplight

But unlike others

Red means speed up to me

I'll live long after I'm dead

That you can count on

Long after I'm gone

I'll still be around

Time flies

As clouds fill the skies

So far from you

And yet standing beside each other

Can we weather the wind and the waves?

Whisper me words

I've never heard before

Underneath dark storm clouds

As waves drift us further away

Reach out your hand

Take yours in mine

Together we'll weather the storms

That strike out at sea

And as our troubles cease

We'll stop drifting about

And look to see the stars in the clouds

At least we'll imagine them

Before Poseidon's waves drag us below

But I hope there's one thing that you know;

Hold on to me close

As we sink into a melancholic sea;

I've got your hand, and will never let go

Amphibios

A double life

For we say one thing

And yet do another

Hypocrites all

And yet blind to our modus operandi

Like Icarus we soar and fail

Like Daedalus we're trapped

In our own labyrinths

Prisoners inside our heads

While our souls quietly scream

Neither fully good

Or fully evil

But capable of both

Within a single minute

We bless one moment

What we curse the next

We give to others

And we take back again

Angels and demons

Look down on us

For being lukewarm

Toward everything in our lives

But we have two things that they don't

One thing inherent to our nature:

Choice

And one inherent to our anatomy:

Death

And both angels and demons alike

Would give anything for either gift