I know no other way the weight of his absence presses aching...waiting... begging for his return as nights close in shadow draping me in yearning the remembrance nearly blistering moments of fierce and desperate thundering of twin beats throb piercing me and I cannot...will not...forget saturation a constant as darkness falls summoning...

Dancers in the darkMake their own kind of lightKeepers of the wrongMake their own kind of rightAnd here we sit aimlessEyes following the trailOf ships in the nightDrifting without sailsWhile the lamp burns outBefore we could seeAwareness in the...

Come along down with me in a place of joy.Where none works and nobody need to work and employ.During sunny day and hour of joy. Where every kid gets a new toy.Us children, we have eachother.We laugh and protect like...