...in another life

it was a path not mine to take
a door that can never be opened
in all the laws that man may make
it was a crime that can't be spoken

perhaps in another life not mine to live
there beats a heart not mine to give
that will pledge forever 
my love is yours to keep

...of broken bones and broken hearts

i do not know of what i speak

or of what i write

sometimes i think broken bones are more dire

yet today broken hearts are dear

tell me what does the wise one say

what pleads the thief by the courthouse steps

what sighs the widow by the tax collector's post

what begs the miser by heaven's gate

but despite not knowing

i still feel

what sweet rapture when love fails.