Your Name

I was a shattered soul years ago
When you found me in dreams
I near but long forgotten
And when we last spoke
At length as recent I lamented
How broken I still am
My darling, you told me you were Anne
And confessed your own confusions
Alas now I wondered, what name is yours
How many do you have, am I your man?
And it reminds me I learned a new word
In Chinese, Huá, means flower
And I recall dreaming once you used Hoa
As a name on a profile does it mean the same?
It is in my despair, beloved, these questions fill me
Alas my worries grow in my darkest hours
For every name you give ties you to a land
Far from me and a place I currently cannot go
Sora? Anika? Ayana? Hoa?
The list extends onward to eternity
What does this mean for us for me
I fear I’ll keep searching but never find you
For I’ll never know what name is yours
The one in this life time by which you go

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One Day?

Hello, my love, I write to you
These uninspired lines of melancholy blue
To paint my soul for you to see
Black as night caged in misery
Why? you ask I do not know
But here we are, and I can’t let go
Of the hope that I’ll see your face
And you will one day find your place
At my side and in my arms
With me to protect you from harm
Until then this weary prince of pain
Will happy see you in his dreams again

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Morning Drive With Cera

For a moment I was lost in time
As I glanced to my passenger side
Hair as painted as an orange sunrise
My little angel apple of my eye
Singing Johnny Cash, windows down
We laugh as the breeze blows through
Ah with her here how could I think to frown
This darling scarlet child glows
How delighted and most fortunate am I
That I get to watch her grow
So very proud of this daughter of mine

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His Queen

Caged inside lovely palace walls
The king sits next to empty throne
A man so dignified he has it all
But must he tend it all alone?

How it he dwells upon the maiden fair
The one who stole his heart away
If only she were sitting there
Alas all he’s ever loved they never stay

Yet patient he rests upon his arm
Watching those large dark doors
For he is certain she isn’t far
Soon he’ll have the lady he adores

A queen so noble worth the wait
Her eyes as green as the sea
In firm gaze sets him straight
A prayer this maiden he soon might see

Until then caged inside his loneliness
The skáld king whiles away the hours
Writing stories of love and happiness
For his queen the elegant flower

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Lighthouse

I ever seek the troubled moon
My desire the summer storms
My passion burns away the noon
It seems I never learn
Here I am and perhaps I’ll be safe port
Not today, or even tomorrow
As she is still so far from shore
Yet I know as time passes
One day it just might be
Safe enough to rest without worry
For now it’s raging seas
Just know that in the distance
The light house remains a-glow
That even a-far it’s guide
Pulsing will let her know
Should the ship wish to dock
Safe passage can be had here
I wait love in heart and soul
With open arms and open ear

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Heartless

Like ice she leaves me cold, lonely
Filled with a despair when I remember
I am always stand by, back up
Certain she was talking to other men
Only to return when they leave
I swallow, cold, erect my walls
She broke the contract long ago
I won’t give her my heart
My head reasons away emotion
She faked such devotion
With false affections I mistrust
Every return she makes to me
When will I accept the truth
That I’m miserable with you

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