Behind The Mirrored Color's Flow

Behind the mirrored color's flow
with blues and blacks to shine
like ripples on the surface of
those pools we hide behind
Painted on the skin and then
to fade with time renew
blacks to play as thoughts convey
the darker sides of blue
Written on the soul although
those fiery orbs explain
behind the mirrored color's flow
where hearts and thoughts remain
Thine self be true reflect renew
with blues and blacks to shine
blink to keep it all inside
those pools we hide behind

Ballroom Unabandoned

Ghosts to dance in dreamlike fashion
once again to grace the ball
for centuries the past reprieves
the heartbreak of it all
In the here and ever
dance we did and dance we still
as if the veil of time suspends
the fact we always will
Time gives way to ruin
ticking clocks are obsolete
nothing more forever formed
to twirl in our defeat
Two silhouettes of love's regret
again to grace the ball
etched upon the echoes of
the heartbreak of it all

Eyes Alive

Eyes alive with heaven's forming
glory caught in burning sparks
salvation's crown is finger found
on cheeks and other parts
Tracing lines the past reminds
of feigning inhibitions
night displaced by fire's embrace
find grace in full submission
Fevered skin she's soaking in
the passion of love's play
caught up in the moment
calming fears to wash away
Bound to one another
tongues are still with no remarks
salvation's crown is finger found
on cheeks and other parts

Tides of Time

Adrift upon the tides of time

on oceans of regret

stormy waves to come and go

and haven't drown us yet

Love on the horizon

if only in the mind

ships of midnight's passing

sail across the sea of time

Tide forever changing 

bringing with it sandy dreams

remnants of a thousand hearts

to sparkle so it seems

Water cold and bittersweet

with tears that fall still yet

adrift upon the tides of time

on oceans of regret

The Panther and The Raven

Panther dark and slinky
slide you do into my gaze
claws as slick as midnight, click
with pause upon their prey
Calm and calculating eyes
comprise a hunter's stare
star of midnight's glory
confident and unaware
In the grips of morning
yet another creature preys
raven dark and slinky, stark
as black on black portrays
Heat to burn that emanates
from lips that seem to pray
the panther and the raven
one the hunter, one the prey

Warming Wind

Warming wind to me descend
light cast on eyes that chase
a drifting dream or so it seems
I'm lost out on your waves
Free to climb through limbs and skies
adrift on hope and prayer
so through you glide and coincide
with times and spaces shared
All a mighty river's flow
and in you I embrace
dark currents pulling under
and the hope in saving grace
Warming wind with me ascend
like smoke to drift take flight
carry me upon your waves
into that dream filled night

Hands Divine

As hands divine are molding time

and shifting spirits play

all things in time by his design

the past recast opaque

All things in a moment

nothing more than word to flame

sending time cascading by

as all things flow the same

Spirits sway and lift away

the veil of righteous choice

into the past opaque recast

unto the heart rejoice

Waters rise as thoughts reprise

again and spirits yield

all things in time by his design

til time itself's revealed