I don’t want to be involved
It was a mistake to consider
The environmental riddle
Could ever be solved
Alone
Cold air of the night
Surrenders to dawns light
Distant mind and fearful heart
A new day a new start
She walks with grace
Hair wound tight
Air of confidence
Glad is the man of such sight
Aimlessly gaze upon the sea
Barrier strong and tall
Loving heart longs to be free
How can she scale that wall
Strength has gone and spent
Drowning she reaches for the foam
Wonder where the years went
When did her heart turn to stone
Life has almost passed
Story told and at an end
All that is can not last
Mind’s a tower which will not bend
Lucifer
My dear friend and companion
Your cries breach the ocean blue
Theres no rest from confusion
No open doors for you
The distance between us
Is great and profound
My journey will soon end
I am homeward bound
Aimlessly wondering
Contemplating your plight
I’m with you my dear friend
On this cold and windy night
I hate to see you in such state
Angry your soul will consume
Snarling and clawing wont abate
From that thief vacuum
Adriatic nights
We were young
The Adriatic was on fire
Played and frolicked in the sun
The fuel youths desire
Dark exotic beauty
With short hair and chocolate skin
As she strolled that beach
My mind was immersed in sin
Adrift on a raft with Kotor’s flower
I dared to touch her hand
Stunned as a surge of power
Lifted me above this old land
Sunny days and loving nights
Oh to be young alive and fast
Drink deeply from that cup I say
For its destined not to last
A lifetime has now past
Tried to re-kindle that fading light
Never will the sands of time
Again, offer that Adriatic night
Ciska
My dear friend from a far away land
You understand me oh so well
I am privileged to know you
From the start too tolling of the bell
Time reveals misguided thoughts
But not so the intent
Red from white wine soon it sorts
Life is quickly spent
The long white cloud has your heart
Haka flows in your veins
Too long too long have you been away
Though Africa faintly remains
Oh such a friend I have
That my heart is so proud
You hear the gentlest whispers
When the world screams so loud
Never have I met someone
Who gives with no regret
Your a beacon for all to see
I will love you till I’m dead
Leaving
Packed her bags, walked away
She could not understand
Caution to the wind, come what may
In a foreign land
Claims of culture
Second to high finesse
I’m in your servitude
Your eyes see so much less
Fear runs rampant
Tremble to my touch
Soon an empty bed
Way of the world is such
I hope you find happiness
A way out of your hell
Courage is no fear
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