We all learned
to build bridges...
... and it was like my skin recognised you
my bones and brains just the vehicle to get my...
You make me forget and I feel so free
as you whisper your words so softly to me...
Moaning whispers, rapid breathing,
Love slows down it’s time at play...
Beautiful words woven like a web
Intricately laced about my mind...
I've seen the back of your head
enough to know the shape of someone...
Three birds soar above a canyon - high;
upon the wind's many backs, they do fly...
Hearts which are
Open with truth will...
My head,
tilts to one side...
Don't use your words as weapons
Don't spit those bullets at me...
Handle me with care and
Embrace me with love...
In God's own calendar,
...years are days...