Being able to lay it all.. and I mean all, and know that all your skills, talents, money, wahtever, came from Him and Him alone isnt being weak or dependable. Fact is without depending on Him we're absolutely nothing. Without Him we ARE nothing. For those who have known me for a long time now you know this isnt what ol Tango wld say but this is exactly what I would say now. I would have never taken into account things which are not plausible or to say I need anyone... but I do... We all do. And don't get me worng.. I'm smiling my lips off i say say this. It is an incredible feeling to know that He is watchign over you. Sitting there beside you. Like seriously feel it in your heart and soul His presence. I mean, at the risk of sounding cliche here, words cannot discribe it. Success doesnt get to our head, failure doesnt linger in you heart. As long as I know that Im walking in the centre of His will is all that matters to me now. And if you think thats an easy feat well... "I mean hey tts a simple life mate" heh think again really... its far from it... I gotta connect whats in my head with my heart... knowing it isnt just enough... everyones got thier 'stronghold'... this is... was mine...

I walked away,
planned my life and left,
told Daddy I'll be back someday.
Just, Im all grown up so I think its time
for me to go my way.
I know right from wrong,
won't stray too far,
you know im wise,
you know im strong.
Your lil girl's gonna shake the grounds.
I'll be back someday.
Just time I played this game my way.
Pass the gates and off the narrow road
took a left to Windser Els.
Got lost in the town seemed like forty years,
nothings gone right,
looks like this is what they call
hitting the ground.
What the hell was wrong with me
what possesed me to think,
that all my success
was just me and my strength,
that Daddy had no hand in it.
Ive shed enough tears
felt enough pain
laid down my bloody pride

learnt life's lesson the hard way.

With new revalation
and a faith shaken and strengthen
this rebels finally coming home Daddy,
and shes coming home to stay.
- Tango

March 2007

~Night Divine~
You broke the silence with your entrance
A grand awakening to my soul.
Cutting through the darkened night,
your movements a whisper in the wind.
Alluring me with your intoxicating scent,
you assault my senses completly.
Your touch gentle and light,
never lingering,
leaves me aching,
shivering for more.
You envelope me, molding against my skin
we breathe our breaths as one.
Burning this night and its sensation
into our minds as divine memories it will become.
Now into this comfertable silence we settle,
our breaths the only sound.
Though beyond the horizon hints your painful departure
I know we'll be one again
when darkness comes around.
- Tango

2004

Like a knife dripping with animosity so strong it kills

Slowly it slices thru every fibre and tendon,

every muscle and sinew.

Unto which it finds,

the heart of the matter

plunging into thee

A crimson mess

A black rose left

The black rose,

a bad omen,

The Wise Lady of Death

its true self unknown to all.

That beyond its black petals,

beyond the melacholy,

so deep a red rose springs forth and blooms.

So dark a shade of red it mystifies. So full in color it beutifies.

A comfort of sorts which i might find... which i will find ............

A Black Rose.

-Tango

2004

In solitude I dwell

drained and used .

Barren is my soul

longing yet again,

to be set on fire.

Beyond the dunes a shadow

a body of solace

long awaited acquaintance your

let your presence grace this shattered home.

-Tango

Walls built, fortressed my heart

alone to ponder

Safe?

Surprised than how it crumbled

one touch

yours

all it takes.

Relief took over,

a welcomed change,

unfortunate tho it departed.

fleeting yes,

frustration sets,

joy attained forgottened.

Trapped by walls a heart of ice

A single tear a silent cry

Into the sky, I draw freedom

The sea, its waters calms

Tho soothing at a moments notice tho peace washes over.

Linger it shan't

Linger it won't

-Tango

2004

~Laid to rest upon a bed of petals,
The ocean calling in the distance.
Carried like a queen towards the bekoning waters,
Solemn are their faces.

Dry your eyes, let ye tears not fall,
for this the end it shant be.
Tho thy future includes me not,
Let our happy memories live.~

- Tango

2004