Late Night Cryin’

I cradle you in my arms

No one else

There's a light in your eyes

There is passion in your delivery

... and we embrace one another

Sensations of melting wax

Smoothing waves

Electric kiss

Be mine.


"Lay thou tired head to rest."

Thrown into the smoothness
all I asked for was forgiveness
a head full of smoke
my pipe on the ground
as I long to look around
for you
you feel mad
I feel you
seeking desperate rage
against a stone
falling through clouds
thinking aloud
in the mind storm
red raw door
where the crows caw
where darkness befall
the eye that seeketh the rough
acting tough
melting inside
being outside
open your eyes.