ALW
The sweet echo of endless forte
Circling back to catch you again
The melodic mood swings surround
Listening ears awaiting their kiss
The crash and fall of each accent
Create the sound of endless night
Over and over they wave
craving beauty and passion
The light whistle forms a smile
The deep march holds steady
As the page is turned with care
And the lips begin to form
The sound fills the air
The air of the night
The Lake
The body crashes against the rocks
Leavings its stain
Caressed by the soft whistle
The wall still remain
Man sits on his pedestal
And waits for a smile
Women removes her security
And feels the body
Her mind frightened
By what she cannot see
Submerged in its hug
She is all alone
Waiting for the moment
When air abandons all
Her expectations of the end
Fail to appear
Hear head falls back
Her toes begin to rise
Woman and body at peace
Destroyed by man