Marigold moonbeams consume me
Authentic kisses laced with love...

French kiss
my thoughts within...

I truly admire the collection of rainbows
that share my spiritual visions of peace...

Madness-
Children are singing...

When a soul is caged,
trapped in bars, etched...

Born with soft, strong wings
flew into the depths of hell...

I broke at a tender age,
when life was honeysuckle...

A tiny little leprechaun
danced a bouncy jig...

Attempting to craft a sonnet,
with ebb and flow of unique...

At the age of seventeen, I justified
my thoughts as opium...

When I write of green emeralds
you know my spirit is crying...

Melodic whispers sing his name
Sixteen rings shine for Timothy...