Beneath a storming vision two cry

Love like music soars and urges shine

Need springs from girl to dream

Sing to me honey, I ache

I go mad for a picture, a tiny gift to worship

Delirious, I lust and fall with one whisper

Gone, crushed, drunk

My sweet sun, dress my life in light

And shadow only these sad bitter places

Your beauty floods my blood, it robs me of sleep

We watch, want, fiddle over love 

Rye Brayley was born in Queens, NY, in 1974. Rye has spent the majority of his life there but currently resides in Ybor City, Tampa, FL.