Santa Cruz 

The Santa Cruz Series

   
    
 

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Moonbeams 



Draw near to me

Says the moon to the wailing sea

Lovers waves surrender 

To the steady tugs of gravity 



Young again

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Foundations built on lies

The sky is blue

You convinced me it was white

Now having eyes of my own

Like a baby being born

I am happy to be young again

Two were to become one

But you chose to blend with the rest of them

And scatter me to the sea

A burned lovers ashes

Sinking down to the fishes

But I rose to the surface

With hair of babies breath

And eyes of wonderment

I am happy to be young again

Cleansed from your darkness

Redefining what beautiful is

My soul is mine again

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Tonight my pain is as deep as the ocean

My sorrow is painted in dark alleyways

My eyes are in dreary disbelief

For my soul is mine again

You have returned it

In many pieces

All over this room

That feels like a endless field

Where I see no end and I yearn for reason

Reasons that will never be mine

They belong to you

You made your choices

And now I make mine too

But first…

I will lay in this field

Gazing at the white world

Fumbling for my heart that got away

Being the darkness, painting my pain

Throughout the alleyways.