we will never find salvation
we never learn from our mistakes
a dark shadow follows us
...
the shadow of life in the sunset
is washed in blood red light
and snake like tentacles of darkness
are growing over the land
...
To make you laugh
and cry at once
was never my plan,
was only a hunch
...
I sought the mountaintop
but I was valley trapped
I was mired in a province
...
There must still be a lover's lane,
safely shaded in the hills,
where lovers go to hide the pain
the careless universe instills.
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The girl in blue upon the sand
intrigues me like this southern land.
She always smiles as if to say
that I could speak but words betray.
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Did witches meet a summer night
for rhythmic chants and easy rest
and were they at their very best
envisioning the sight?
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the tide is restless turning in its sleep
the rippled moon sits on the horizon
and in the eerie light
the dawn is not awake
...
another year, another chance
another dance with circumstance
perhaps a kiss, perhaps a glance
...
There is too much sorrow in this world,
too much for lamenting poets to describe,
too much to chronicle with weak words.
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