[Radix]

Traversed unfruited plain

Here was a special pain  

None can see this part of me

Instead they see iniquity  

Iniquity and mystery

Just a little part of me  

At times shown more

Henceforth in metaphor  

Lessons learned might amaze

See myself from a daze  

Paragraphs to go before I sleep

[Soaring Feather]

We hold the best and sorest part
inside in dark, where we once held
the beauty of our loves bloomed full
and wanted all the world to see
the beauty that was you and me.

In verse we revel in the things
that might had been
but something changed the loving times
and we are left to sing our rhymes.