| Sunset
Slipping ever so gently Pulling along all colors Pinks, purples, fire orange! Dragging me into his embrace Straight into his oblivion. Frigid air pulls behind Falling as he does… His fall reminds me how love can burn Smolder Then become as cold as winter’s heart. Oh, how I await your return! His presence once again will warm my soul Pulling away that cold ice Causing me to be reminiscent That love too can burn once again. Willow 2001 |
| Sorrow
Look… What do you see? Can you feel my passion? If only there was a way I could toss your soul into my void… Intense is it not? Why do you refuse my love? Scouring as I go about Giving into you… I have given my all, yet you take none. None but a morsel As though fear rules your heart Don’t you want what I have? What I have to give so freely? Awaken soon you will For in your sorrows You will drown. Willow 2001 |
| The wind blows his purple haze upon my brow;
Take my hand, come walk with me I can open your eyes Your heart Your soul Let me in, pure tranquility awaits us. Willow 2001 |
| Springing forth like the sunrise
Is how my love for your grows. Subtle and deep Pink and passionate Slowly burning its way up Bursting forth in intense anticipation! Warm… Comforting… Strong and bright! Enveloping the whole until so absorbing You cry for more! Willow 2001 |
| Who is this?
This terrified little child within whom you awoke! You could be her blanket – Is this your road? Your path? What have you come to teach her? She is eager to learn Eager to listen Here is her hand Will you accept? She is willing. Willow 2001 |
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