Act. 1.

 

Do you remember way back when, it was always him and you

You wore a dress of Organza that the world could see straight through

But he saw more than shape and form; he saw the inner you

A girl / child in a woman’s body, shining like a star

He should have known when she said come, she’d take him much too far

Far away from the boy he was to the man he would become

Full flowered yet still blossoming, their lives had just begun.

 

Act. 2.

 

He gave her leather bound and plaited, made from a coat he wore

Ripped and torn yet from it born gifts her body to adore

She wore the one around her neck, the other on her wrist

And treasured them like jewels made from Gold and Amethyst

They did not want what others had, but took what each could give

And never had a moments doubt

Not even when she heard him shout

Not even when he raised his hand

Not even when the mirror broke

Until one day the doors all slammed

And she left him a scribbled note

Now they are voices on a telephone line, letters on a page

He knows what cruel justice is and fights the inner rage

Of knowing there’s a better life as he exits from the stage.

 

Act. 3.

 

They met again upon a beach, a chance occurrence, out of reach

Of those who think that He above does not decree who each should love

And when they touched they saw a face the image of them both

‘This child’, they said, ‘will seal our bond,’

And once again they were betrothed

The three then grew together, until two grew apart

As he tried hard to be the boy who’d won her tender heart

But there were times he could not be, he didn’t think, he could not see

The cruel nature of his ways, haunting him from childhood days

When fear and dread and punishment, were his only nourishment

And when those demons did abound, she could not cast that spell      

Which adolescent innocence had let her weave so well.

 

Act. 4

 

So they cried in separate rooms

She of grief and he of guilt

Until their sea of tears consumed

All the love she’d ever felt

She raged at him, she cursed his being

For all the years she’d stood the test

Now no more would she lie dreaming

With her head upon his breast

Some people say its best forgot, the way they lived and loved,

But nothing ever dims the light shone down by Him from up above

Such self-inflicted pain shall serve to wound and scar each waking hour

For he did not look up to see the flaming sky that held such power

He kept his council much too close

And let his demons all surround

The path he trod was danger strewn

He lived his life too earthly bound.