Anne-Marie

Anne-Marie, the beautiful,
Was sought by every single lad
Whoever was her quiet desire?
"The sea", she said, "the sea"

Anne-Marie, the fortunate,
You cannot imagine the riches she had
What was hidden in her attire?
"The sea", she said, "the sea"

Anne-Marie, the brightest mind,
Stacks of books and walls of writing
What was captured in her elegant script?
"The sea", she said, "the sea"

Anne-Marie, the sweetest voice,
Like the sorrow of eternal fighting
What made her loathe to idly sit?
"The sea", she said, "the sea"

Anne-Marie, the independent,
Shunned was talk of God and Christ
What deity was beyond her question?
"The sea", she said, "the sea"

Anne-Marie, the long-lost soul,
One day walked into the mist
What claimed her, why is she ne'er mentioned?



.."The sea", she said, "the sea".

Why? No one ever knows..

See the love of strangers, never to be yours
Seek the smell of danger, lying on the floor
You know I'm still here, forever waiting
You turn, smoking your cigarette, contemplating..

..who? Forever questioning yourself
What? The broken memories on the shelf
Why? No one ever knows..

Get out, the repetition is sickening
And at the moment, my heartbeat is quickening
As your hand reaches for me,
But it's not included in my philosophy

Find the sound of your sigh, this you can't ignore
These thoughts are hidden so high, but you still want more
I've turned away from your eyes, forever waiting
Smoke rises, disappears into you, you're contemplating

..who? Forever questioning yourself

What? The broken memories on the shelf

Why? No one ever knows..

unfinished

Sleep..

Sleep, my darling,
Sleep your deep sleep,
With pestering dreams,
With unbreakable seams,

Oh, sleep, my darling,
Sleep your deep sleep,
After terrible nights,
And sickening fights,

Oh, sleep, my darling,
Sleep your deep sleep,
The moon gives a glare,
That you cannot bear,

Still you sleep, my darling,
Sleep your deep sleep,
With endless dreams,
I know that it seems

So confusing, darling,
Sleep your deep sleep,
And, now, let me keep
Your heart.

Don't expect me to make any sense.

has anyone thought to befriend
nausea, the only end
of X's?

a constant companion, quite nice
but, just like sugar and spice
perplexes

the minds of "I just want to be loved!'
"but you are, my little dove"
she vexes..

has no one thought to befriend
nausea, the only end
of X's..?