The Forest of Red Leaves

I don't think I love you enough
Can you save me
From the nightmares I've been having
That keeps me awake at night
Tossing and turning
I don't know what nightmares you have
Or even if you have them
I don't think I need you
Or that you need me
But I do know that I think of you every waking day of my life
Do you think of me?
I don't want to be with you
But I want to be with you
I love you
But I don't think I love you enough
I think I will love to be with you
To see your face
And hear your voice
And I think that will keep the nightmares away.

You and I
You ring me late at night
Said you were at a payphone nearby
Said you wanted to talk
I waited in the dark for you
Until you showed up outside my door
I led you in
to my room
You sat on my bed
Candlelight flickering in the dark
I sat across from you
Waited for you
To talk
I asked
How was your day
Where have you been
What have you been doing
And so you talked
And told me of your story
And as the hours of the night passed
We talked
And I read from the book to you
And you pulled me near to you
Rest my head upon your shoulder
Your arm around me
And we talked
Until the early hours of the morning arrived
And the candles extinguish themselves with thin wisps of grey smoke
And the light of the sun peeped through between the curtains
I ask you to stay a while
You stay
Take off your leather jacket and hung it up
While I turn off the music
And we sleep
In the early hours of the morning

Cup of blood
As I sit here
In the falling twilight
And let the cup of blood swirl
As I listen
To the sounds
of Skin's
Don't Let Me Down
I think of Marcus
Remember his teeth
Upon my skin
And blood
Decadence in the Modern World
is sometimes a good thing
and sometimes a bad thing
Marcus my friend
I wonder where you are now
And how you do not live

Two candles
By the fire
A dim amber glow
A warm and familiar memory of the past
Gone back home
The shadows dance in the firelight
As I sit and muse over life

Papers and books
Scattered upon the surface
A cup of tea
Warm lemon scent
And the two candles
Their flames ever-glowing and comforting light

A peaceful sense
Infuses the night
The desert is at my window
I can hear the stars and the sky and the sounds
Calling out to me
The lonely wind's cry
As it howls across the great plains

A deepening sense of love
An evergrowing feeling of love
A sense of the outside world
The peace and surety of the inside world
A sense of beauty
Infuses the night like a candle flame
Past and future reunite
In the present
And the old laughing memories of people past and gone
Are mixed with the prospect of the ever-exciting future
Two candles
In front of me
In front of the open window
THeir light blazing a warm glow of guidance
In the night
To all and to me.