It's not that I dislike them
For I think they're kinda pretty...

You may never see my face,
But you may know that I am vocal...

Measure your footsteps carefully
Be wary of where you tread...

If beauty doth honestly and truly be the sole...
Then truly my eyes belong only unto you...

A man may build a fire
And like moths we seek the flame...

I can draw a pretty picture
And some may call it art...

Considered as a hermit
Though we do not have a cave...

There comes a time for everything.
We have no control of it, we can not gauge it...

There is a black bridge over the river.
Are you sure you wish to cross...

That orange flashing light
May not be blue or red...

She was not simply my betrothed
Not just my lover or my wife...

To our...