I don’t blame you for giving me freedom.

I don’t blame you for giving me freedom.

Treasure from the deep
String of pearls
From siren's keep
Having a feeling
No one would want
To try them on
Come, unadorned
Beauty lies within
Rest on warm sand
With me


Time stands still
On the frontier
Of our goodwill
Rest in place
Heart is warm
Yet bones are chill
Listen for longer
Song of whipoorwill
If none have ears
Is love a bitter pill?
Sun peeps too soon
Rest in me until
Wattle bloom in June
Gone too soon

I am sent out
To look for love
In remote places
Just as you
Following your voice
Leads me on
Paths turn away
How do I send
Love to you
Now?

