Build-a-poem (join in)

it's gentel touch to hide our fears
what can you say to hide the tears
in the darkness of this lonely room.

speak to me of the lightning in your eye's
and the thunder in your heart

look at you in shades of blue
in the night you wear so well
you only need the days that pass
to hold the hands of time.

wild man cries in the dead of the night
then throws his thoughts into the wind
and each one is caught by the dragons eye
as it circles the fire burning the seeds of death.

thunder storms that fill the night move like the lost and lonely
in a dance that floods these streets of dreams
in a city that has no harvest of life to feed the hungry heart's
of the souls that scream on bended knees.

look at you in shades of blue with the fire in your eye's
perched upon a castle wall like a dragon hungry for the night
waiting for the seeds of death to burn in the dead of the night

I will take your hand
I will walk with you in these city streets
til the pavement turns to dirt
and tell you stories of a man gone mad
as I looks into your eyes.

and yet time passes
and here we are together
hand in hand in a place we know we've been before.

Godfather.