Been responsible
my entire life but I have...

I dreamed of us last night
of a way that never was...

Go back home!
Where is that...

Why such an old guide?
‘Cause the things I want to see...

I stand on Hellespont
my love sleeps on the other shore...

On a crisp Spring morning on a trail
at a point I was walking my bike...

La Chasse a L’amour
Dancing barefoot on the waves...

She stood silhouetted by the fading sun;
amber light painted her in magical strokes...

Memories continue to assuage the longing
not to say goodbye to the days of youth...

I watch you walk away and wonder
Is it my own selfish pride...

Trotsky left freedom
of exile for the prison...

Standing higher on the pyramid
than officially allowed, yet ignored...