Bare

Lying still, cold to the touch

My distant embrace

A future memory

A body burning with pain

Torture on a colossal scale

Resembling a solitude of frustration

Standing empty

For hollow hours on end

Gifts stripped bereft of core

The sensitivity of your musicianship

The sensual palm fortune on your finger tips

Playing an instrument

Beyond your transcendent drums

Uniquely portrayed in symphonies

With the softest

Kindest

Healing hands

Your love of Denari

Showed me your unique colours

A dream raped bereft of mobility

Leads to the freedom of tranquility

Your mind liberated finding a rebirth within

The literature and poetry of the statuettes

A library full of

Cathedral wisdom

My love for you dear Bear

Knows no oceanic bounds

It travels through your life

And lives you don’t recall

To find the reason of your

Lead waterfall

Ancient wisdom passing through

The Persian passage of time

To essential core of reason and understanding

A blissful light of vortex healing

Translates across your brush of rainbow

The Fey in that DNA of yours

Shows me parallel forgotten worlds

Of lords, elves, pixies, fairies

Even cheeky demons with wings

Of pointed obscure tooth

Crocked faces

Distorted ears

Dracularian splendour

Dancing in love

With the truest soul to date

Tom Plender