2005-02-27

darkness

i can't see a thing
and my heart is on fire
beating more fiercely
with every passing hour
i followed a path
and it left me here
at the end of my rope
my road, i fear
that all i can say
or think or believe
is lost in the darkness...

2005-02-25

love

if my heart could pour its blood
on the salty, dusty earth
and it would dry in just the pattern
that would make clear
absolutely clear, my love
I might just allow it...