response

truth

more strange and beautiful than fiction could ever pretend to be
belief is experienced, lived and remembered
a stunning reality, through its smoke and mirrors

breathtaking

hearts melt in your sunlight gaze
the refreshing springs thaw
distances only in our bodies, our minds and spirits connected
ghosts, traveling together towards some great light

touch

the chill of death through the warmth
stealing your breath and your thoughts
robbed by that dreadful draft...chilling as ever
it smells of water and cherry blossoms

existing

for a real reason all along
no more illusions or tricks, no more brick walls
only open road and hours long conversations
even through winter, hope will blossom, no matter the freeze

beginnings

let me grow into my crown, place it upon my head and guide me along
key in the ignition is all it takes
help me to become even more, my soul is tired from its journeys
electrify me with a single touch

wondering

could all these dreams have a reality base
or could those nothing tears finally be wiped away
you've extending your hand, now I return the favor
hold me still and care, like you always have

truth

my truths revealed, though rejected
and the fight in me has grown
I want to answer your questions, brining clarity to your longing eyes
let me talk, moaning as a makebelieve thing
make me real. hold this hand...