Choose a timid smile
Releasing hidden hopes
Sharing a heart’s slim beat
Grasp at love’s retreat
Dive into an instant
Where free-falling sorrows mete
The boundaries of today
Melding in the fray
Why not risk it all…
For the chance at even more?
Brave the song’s bright call
The words on tomorrow’s door
Lost in metered colors
Surrendered to the fall
Be the you that beckons
Hear the song’s bright call
A time of renewal
A chance to find hope
The dawn of awareness
The spawning of grace
Dark days of sadness
Of sorrows and pain
Revisited softly
Explosive refrains
Transcendent madness
In rays of green light
Reflected in wonder
From soft glowing eyes
Mindlessly, I’m trapped
By the slim curve
Of your legs
Fantasies rise
From deep within
A desirous warmth, a haunting home
Willfully, I wait
For a moment
Inflamed in wet lust
Tentative forces waxing, growing
Perfection in view
A wanton moment’s arrival
Seeded in dawning heat
Awakened in time
Filled in prized ecstasies
Memories yet to be forged
Molten ores surround
A chance meeting of souls
Colors of forever
In the thoughts’ wandering dream
Potential spreading
A moment, in you
A blank sheet of music
The song at your command
Lyrics, notes, and chords
Chosen by your hand
Write your heart’s own song
Stand and dance your dance
Discover your inheritance
Choose to take the chance
Flowing from within
River of endless time
Taste the joyful waters
And rhyme another rhyme
Song of your creation
Choose to make it great
Write it from your heart
And live your glorious fate
Looking up
He saw the man staring down at him
The resemblance was uncanny
His mood changed at once
From confusion to fright
From dimness to darkest night
Lost in the moment
Frozen in this sight
He stilled his breath
He gulped for life
An instant’s choice
The fate of life
Looking down
He saw the man staring up at him
He laughed in that particularly evil way
The reaper had taught him so long ago
The paralyzed man was seeking
Was struggling for the comfort of a breath
Denying the impossible truth
That he was so near death
He laughed again
In spite of the view
That held him caught
In perspective new
Looking up
He begged for another chance
Why is the messenger upon me?
Is this the final dance?
The reaper bared his sickle
Time could wait no more
He readied for the final cut
Prepared for this next chore
An instant of indecision
Stopped his hand in flight
Remembering the moment
Caught in a flicker of light
He handed the blade to the other
And the other wasted no time
Sliced into the messenger
And leapt into sublime
Forever destiny held
The reaper’s son lives on
First kill was his maker
Ascension of the spawn
