believe me when the night awakes
in cool darkness your hand takes
mine sublime in time my heart
beats through skin dampened
by the steam that radiates from
your skin in contact with every
touch you love so much to
dream with me completely

And so we move through time
and space to a place where you
dare to feel something real but
not quite new its something old
something true and we know it
was built to last forever if
only we can can remember that
every second matters and never
take for granted the seeds
we planted so shall our garden
grow

I believe you are mine as I
am yours and there is nothing
beyond the shores that could be
better than this place I find
within myself where you reside
and control the tide of the
emotional wave I want to
drown in with you and die
to be reborn new. Try now in
this moment please sieze all
that I am and all that I have
to give- Love is where I live.

When in the morning you came
It came to me at the same
and as I lay there shaking
from reality's dream
feeling something free
I flew- to you, happy, true-
Yet I am mad to linger here
A space where you
are not near

Listen to me, little cat.
While I tell the tale of that
which makes the willow tree
weep for thee and me.

In the early morning hours
I confided to the flowers
as dew settled on the graves
I'll not come back to ye-

The head stones are imaginary.
All are scuffed by earth's graffiti-
for spirits have no coffins
and smiles cant be snuffed.

Still the graveyard exists,
where yesterday's love remains.
And as we tramp on through the mists,
We let losses die to make room for gains.

This I tell you, little cat-
As in my lap you stretch your paws
"Past Love's Death Wears New Hat"
It is safe to now retract your claws.