Years have past,
And our friendship still lasts...

Temples line the horizon,
As Mother reaches forward...

Never Let Go
Laying in the room...

I have said it once,
But I'll say it again...

All the world's a painting,
And all the men and women solely pigments...

Prove me wrong,
Tell me what they say are lies...

Another older poem...

I find it kinda funny,
When he speaks as if...

Cowering in a corner,
So neglected and decrepit...

Cliche as it may be
I'd do anything...

Her eyes twinkle,
Twinkle with pride...

This is in need of major editing. Any aid would be...