Listen to the rhythm of my dream,
you standing near,
I can feel your heart beating,
like a song I might want to dance …
To the eyes standing around,
I’m normally discreet,
without a sound, a tear.
Do we all when in a somber reflection,
feel the energy of our love,
do we yearn together,
in this universal stream of security.
I once wound my life around hope,
only to discover my insanity
was driving me further beyond,
any matter of suggestive morality.
Yet, today when inside reflective peace,
I’ve no regret the love I’m asked release.