Sometimes you feel like....
A repairman...

I wander cold, when all is told,
Alone within my heart...

Red is the colour of fire and blood,
Energy, passion, desire and love...

Diamonds sparkle in the grass
As dew drips from the blades...

Familiar lines and slopes
Eyes that say I know...

Nothing ever what it seems
Caterpillar to butterfly...

Watched you laughing
Consuming my frustration...

I've numbed myself to everything
I thought we were before...

Tremble just to see the line
That tells me I am home...

A sickness set inside the soul,
This love that will not die...

Not all of me will die
When death...

I love you more than words can say
And miss your smiling face...