"Given Gifts"Though never more we'll feel our love's embrace, An we've moved on, to each, our sep'rate place. Through woes of life, a thing to hold you true, A piece of me, a gift, I gave to you."Given Gifts"
Were it a choice, it's you I would have kept, To lie beside in every night I slept, But in my life a-new, this I can see, A part of you, the gift you gave to me.
A different world is oft' a thing to fear, But this Love's shard will ever hold us near, For when our simple parts shall come to meet, Once hollow places are with gifts, complete.
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"A Dragon's Heart"A love, now gone, can fall like shards of glass, Its tiny pieces here have turned to blue, For times of tiny pleasures do amass-- Forgive the simple heart that breaks for you."A Dragon's Heart"
Though words that once held love became quite curt, The sounds that tried in bygone days to woo, Its beats have turned abrasive, hiding hurt, Forgive it please, this heart, it breaks for you.
In anger a sould cried out to offend, A dragon's core, once mighty, then was slew, Forgive it this, it loves you in the end, A simple heart that breaks for none but you.
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"Devil's Work"I bore of yellow hair and rich men's things, And give, to you, my very best advice. Forsake good spice and give up silver rings-- For far more carnal senses I entice,"Devil's Work"
One need not dress in silk to find thee whole, A nip of rum and you'll feel dressed to kill. Go drunken, stumbling, dancing o'er the coal, Or bed, debauched and merry--better still.
Ah food and drink, they are forever sweet, But even those, a thing, it can surpass. Forget ye not, these things are seldom neat-- A supple, tawdry, cherry headed lass.
Find this,
Butterfly, flutters byA butterfly,Butterfly, flutters by
She flutters by,
and dances with my soul. She's part of me,
sees what I see,
She who makes me whole.
A sing-song love, that flies above,
and shows a life complete. She'll always care,
forever there,
but never obsolete.
I cannot fly high, Oh how I try, without my Pixie's wings, I'll feel Her breath, 'till I see death, and find that which He brings.
A butterfly,
She flutters by,
and dances with my soul. She's part of me,
sees what I see,
She who makes me whole.
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