the truth is, the truth i know
within your eyes, the times asleep
past slumber in deep, from within the night
reaching forward, turning the page
on morning, on the last breath of day
where the stars rest, from the skies inside
all thoughts are drifting, where dream
i know, is more than dream, and truth
knows both our name, it is time, this time
is burning, alive, in the cool flames
of twilight, in the warm beauty of night
where i am now, where i am tomorrow
does not matter, as no matters where
i a roam, in journey, falling on journey
in the tempest or the calm, i know
where heart beating hearts, are often concealed
by the blood, in the hues
of another's reds and blues
all is clear to me, revealed, in the beauty of our truth