Embracing the wind while resisting the rain An image in ink I scratch on the page Tumbling for reason grasping for rhyme Beauty I kiss time after time Blissfully vacant, well read and lost Picture-book memories merrily tossed Churning emotion winds in my chest Her in my arms my lips on her breast A dream of formula first and the last Romantic ideal of a well-planned past Another love song starts in my head As I tear the sheets in my empty bed Softly a lull lures me to sleep Through a realm of colour I silently creep Toward the dream of the last and the first To embrace the water and kill the thirst
