What I see, what I do,
Leads me all back into blue...
Dedicated to Uncle Steve Kepros of Iowa, USA
I wish I had Gibran's hand...
A union bound by love to never perish
auspicious amalgamation - absolu Au naturale...
Apathy has consumed our eyes
Nurturing blindness coats our words...
This money is my "now" and...
And I'll be damned if I threw this away...
Respect
By Mark Spencer...
From the loudness of down stairs
To the quiet setting of this room...
The one who is worth the heart break; would never...
So I've heard, love is work and relationships...
Dusty, squeaky clean bones tucked from sight
Hidden, buried, afraid to experience the light...
Why oh why, can dear, sweet love not be found?
Are these eyes too old and blind to see it...
Everyone misses first grade
when everything was simple...
A symphony of lovers songs
tell a story of boundless emotions...