THE LAWLESS

By Nolan Moon

A fear of laughter,

A fear of the touch. The fright of after, burning so much. Standing alone,

In a world of twos. A heart of stone,

Who's to really lose? If you are,

A simple song.

A drifting star,

To dream and long. One to hold,

Another to see. Your's told, mine to be.

Fighting the thought,

Of a feeling that's strong. Hidden meant to. Be -bouqht, found crying it's wrong.

For the hand full of dreams, hat full of stars.

An echo that seems,

What they really are. Will we ever seek ourselves?



What or why, should we who or when, to be. As one-- As two AS you--AS me. We.

Separated by distance,

Faulted by time and pace. Yielding not our stance.

A smooth mixture of leather and lace Standing as ourselves laying alone

Joined by the spirit holding our own

Forcing others to see

What they were told cannot exist Two standing as proof, are we

As man and man--clearing the mistakes one, as twos me, as you as we.