Seek me not from the branches
I hide not beneath their leaves...

As the sweet scented petals slowly
Fall from the pink and crimson sky...

Drift across the grains of Time
To the sway of a crystal chime...

Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off
"Them pantyhose ain't gonna last too long...

As soft the music of the leaves
Flutters in the warm and gentle wind...

Forever
Cradled by the steady sea...

Swept up in the perfect moment
Made of nothing but glass...

A weeping willow looms over the darkened river...
Silver tendrils trailing into the cold black...

You, my hooded falcon,
Once creened promises of love...

Fireflies and sapphire eyes
And a fog encircled moon...

The softest of the dancing lights
Float across the barren field...

Silver Dagger
Tempted by the promises...