when the time is right
the sky will be black again
your eyes will see me
our shadows will merge
our blood will ebb and dream
when the time is right
you will wrap yourself around me
your vine will cling to my wall
our passion will rise from the sea full grown
its heat will burn our indifference
when the time is right
we will forget the twilight's message
the dew will soak us to the skin
the leaves will stop their gentle autumn
we will pretend to not notice
when the time is right
the tiles will bleed
you will mock my persistence
I will forgive your directness
ashes will fade in the wind
when the time is right
your thoughts will drift by
I will reach out with my ego
you will turn into a moth
and in ecstasy fly to the torch
when the time is right
I will be alone with dark music
it will tell me my story
it will sooth my hangover
it will guide me to the hollow
when the time is right
when the time is right.
Jose Javier Villarreal
looking across the room
undercurrents twist
a pull stronger than the tide
to look upon your lunar face
one look to satisfy my thirst for you
a crowd shifts and i lose you in the spray
i search through the sea of moving bodies
purple shadows swaying on the sandy floor
hoping clouds have not obscured your moon
hoping for one more look to drown into my eye
i see the afterimage of you swimming in my mind
i hold on to it even as it pours out through my hand
your eyes two bright stars guiding me in the night
your mouth and the kisses i could never reach
i see you lying on the beach of dying dreams
your raven hair spread out on white sand
it is the background of the night
its waves gently drag me
deeper to the bottom
