mikethemiller

I've had enough of corners And how definitive their points be Can I not breath Or stare at one who's not thee? Please, oh vacuum I wish to be free And smell nature's honey Direct from the bee For only one night Will you let me be me?

Never have I felt such bliss As when winter wind swept you away Though I longed for you to stay And my heart, in turn, would fray Fare thee well! And begone 'till May When flowers wake For a honeybee's kiss And life returns to warmth While this love employs death's knell For you shall never be The one I'll miss

Live like rain Recall the mist Drizzle upon fresh life Rain down onto wisdom And evaporate to the Sun

Oh Heart, my friend Do not be sad For I am always here And I'll embrace you In my chest To make love dissapear Forgive me, Heart! The promise broke I let you break again Your trust Is all I'm wanting now To keep things how they've been

If life is loss, then I have won But none can surpass you Our painful past, now strangely gone Fuels strives to start anew But why is new so perfect, friend The past is present too This hist'ry weighs us to our end So let it be untrue! Turn night to day and hold her near For she is but a clue And he who learns from yester-year Shall count pained mem'ries few

I, the willow, am old and wise At least that's what these crows proclaim Yet I think nothing of the same Their hymns of truth are untrue lies I cannot speak to those in pain I only hear their helpless cries Perhaps a shadow from bad skies May be a purpose I contain But still I question why they come Why loved ones hate I can't explain Leaves won't protect you from that rain To your emotions, I am numb Still... I listen to your tales of fear And learn what life has now become Though I can't speak, for I am dumb I'll give you nature's comfort here Let beauty help you both escape And wipe away your falling tear That hateful world cannot get ne

So let now be the end of pain My heart's unchained My world Though on the brink of disaster Has stopped spinning For one more moment My lark, his wings healed, Has finally perched On a branch that will not break No longer do you see my reflection A tapestry you're accustomed to A painting you may prefer But still you embrace me Protecting me from the sadness You make life's reality stall For one         more                moment Yet, this heart stills sings For no man is perfect The pain will never cease to linger But I remind this heart a fact And my world will stop again If your lark sings with mine I will be happy If your lark sings

Listen Heart! I have little time for game Your pain is overwhelming now Your hope's transformed to shame Your intrest's made furrowed brow And love is not the same

Shall I grow accustomed to this pain For I cannot alleviate the start This lie is dead and sodden from the rain So I am cursed with a beating, broken heart

Can a flower Who knows the better Deny the honey bee her nectar Can't she wait for at least one night more While others disperse their nestling spore Can she continue To cling to this youth Or must she surrender to a wasp so uncouth