| I somehow feel as if this piece isn't quite finished. Only I'm not sure exactly how it is to be finished. I think it will take time, although comments on it could certainly help add perspective. |
| I somehow feel as if this piece isn't quite finished. Only I'm not sure exactly how it is to be finished. I think it will take time, although comments on it could certainly help add perspective. |


Ballare FuturusIt was on the bridge that I first saw you. I couldn't see your eyes; Your hair was falling in your face As you turned your back towards me. We watched the sun complete its rising, Together and yet so far apart all at once. As I gazed down from my small apartment I saw the sunbeams radiant on your dark hair. You turned and walked off towards the Downtown District Presumably to a job, or a university class. I turned from my window and finished drying my hair.Ballare Futurus
It was in the tavern that I next saw you. I couldn't see your eyes; Your hair was falling in your face


Secret UniverseI'll fly you up between the stars I don't know if you're broken Or just cold Here's to hoping the moonlight Will heal your scars Here's hoping the mysteries Of our heartbeats will unfoldSecret Universe
Your heartstrings all form
Such a tangled web I know my own heart's chambers Are but a maze Let me spin from you a silver thread To guide you through these Never-ending days
All the bodies of heaven are now aligned Take my hand and I'll walk with you Across the dreamland of our eyes locked Together we will dance Just you and I To th


I, the Breeze, Loved a LilyWhen the sun released its flare And the moon hid its face from the blinding light I spun golden baubles into your hair And whispered dreams of a lily-white nightI, the Breeze, Loved a Lily
You lay in my arms silently Eyes closed so your ears gave me all their attention A single dew-drop on each pale eyelid I resisted the longing to kiss them away For it would mean the breaking of the day
I turned you around silently Swaying in place A soundless waltz that lasted forever And one second You left my embrace and stood watching me With those dew-drops tracing trails down your p


Remember MeRemember Me; I want to be remembered. My pain; My sorrow; My sacrifice. I gave all I owned for you; The least you could do is give one thought for Me. It is not a selfish request;Remember Me
It is what My Father has decreed.
Remember Me; I want to be remembered. As I was walking; stumbling; falling Up to Calvary, My death-place, All I was thinking of was you. I beg of you now: think of Me!
Remember Me; I want to be remembered. Do you hear Me? Do you heed My words? Now, more than ever, This time, the anniversary Of when flesh, wood,
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