This is me and isn't.
I wish you could understand...
love’s like an arrow
without connection it is...
Why do measurements and sizes
graze only the surface...
Aha!
So this is the mediocre’s law...
when the sun rises
on these lemongrass mornings...
who do i complain
to about all these breadcrumbs...
Our signatures were written, left on the sand
The day that we walked, both hand in hand...
How quickly we forget the past
and what it means to fear...
We say goodbye to soul today
One so bright she won't fade to grey...
I am still drawing back the bow
of the arrow...
A sunset by the water,
something we don't see often...
Gates of ivy and moss welcome me home
As I'm embraced by the loving tears of weeping...