your lips touched mine, could i hide my surprise?...
your voice so pure, beautiful angel and my demise...
a child that bears one of her own, still innocent...
hold her belly, feel the beat and remain indifferent...
clouds over my head, could my nights get any darker?...
tiny hands grasp my finger, could she be any farther?...
silent songs sung by she, melodies of the heavens...
music in the walls of her womb, draw a deep breath in...
ease into the harmony of oblivious children dancing...
breathe the scent of flowers and stains of grass green...
they want to dance in the soft glow of moonlight...
but tragedy twisted some of us to fear the night...
the wicked may roam, the walls of our home remain...
open windows breeze curtains over picture frames...
joyous noise of you and me as us in silent bliss...
this brief moment feels like my first last kiss...

-another silent night-

beauty when the sun shine, stays beauty when the sun die...
do my eyes deceive i or do i see her when the tears dry...
the cold winter wind bites my bones and reminds me of home...
sing a song and wonder if youll sing along or if im alone...
i dont belong there, there or here, but i fit everywhere...
i can act like im strong and indifferent, but i really care...
green turns autumn and joy turns grey, but still she shines...
and hope never dies, her eyes still gaze deep blue into mine...
pound the ground and curse our god, but that was yesterday...
grasping at thin air, embrace grace and let it mellow away...
i guess the question is really aimed at who i really am...
will you share my confusion or is it too hard to understand?...

-delicate flower-