So much of life
We seek to give...

Saturday has come and gone
Yet your mail has still not come...

My pain echoes in your glory
Gold mingled with streaks of dirty brown...

You have met your angel
i have met a different kind...

Lameness in her brilliance
creativity in her dumbness...

An angel of perfect proportions
fallen from grace...

The days will always be brighter because she...
The nights will always be darker because she's...

My oasis
in a desert's mirage...

All i want
is to steal your caress...

When you stare at the sun too long
and start to see nothing else...

A butterfly's flutter
a desperate yearning...

I reach for the sun
only to find it's scorching intensity...