There are different rays 
And every light has different ways
Of refracting the colour
You wonder could life get fuller 
When you burst onto the scene 
Like some kind of holy dream
But you’re outside the sphere 
Of a universe that draws fear
Out from where it lies 
And tells people that everyone dies 
But the perfect mirror face to face
I seemed to know my place
When you took my hand in yours 
And our love endures 
Through the seasons and the century
Do you think you could marry me
If I asked 
And if we hadn’t been taken to task 
By the powers that be 
But we’re still free
Reflecting Eternity
In two pairs of eyes 
And the disguise 
Is growing tiresome 
Do you think the sun
Would shine in the dark room of our soul
Or would we just envision something whole
As we merge our separate sphere 
And you rained holy hell on me, my dear
By spilling the beans 
To each and every pair of jeans 
That walk the streets
Impossible that we should meet 
Again
Because men
Always seem to have it out for me 
Is it my dignity
That is the threat
Or is it the Immortal that I met
And refuse to deny
You didn’t make me cry
I was putting it on
You let me down and I was gone 
I pause before I flick the switch
And I can almost hear the word “bitch”
On the tip of your tongue 
Don’t blame it on the being young
Gandhi was grown at twenty three
And playing short is not for me 
But the love remains 
As I try to extinguish pains 
That grow from it
Do you love the one you’re with
Or do you just long the sea
And dream of days you spent with me
Under the cover of the illusory storm
That emerged the day you were born