As the pain sets deep into my heart
The tears all start...
Our love story is not so simple and boring,
it's not just another typical love story...
On a crowded bus, brave with cider I offered her...
Wind-tossed and curled she used me as a chair...
Over and Over Again
The first time you touched me...
I fell into the trap of propaganda kind of love
Given dreams and mold to believe the human in me...
When people ask how therapy went
I tell them you saved my life...
Smooth baritone notes caress the textured...
Their cadence a unique rhythm, that pleases my ear...
An Older Poem I wrote in 2006! Trying to bring on...
I am your lord...
You constantly appear
In my mind, day and night...
I want to be that
girl that's with you...
I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately...
Tonight I'll put you in
the eyes of an Eastern child and close...