Santa Fe Trails

 
Not quite memories,

This place where love was growing,

But Past met our end. 

Today is the day…

respirare

I took this last breath.

My story has come to rest.

Today was the day.

Double Fisted Afternoons

  
Songs about six strings. 

Never wanting to go back,

But pain is my name. 

Raindance 

  
If it would just rain. 

Saturate this thirsty ache. 

Wash the hurt away.