They were one big happy family,
or so it seemed that way...

A perfect poem is never judged, for
Perfect is to be...

I bleed for everything right.
I bleed straight through the night...

A wife and husband sat alone,
quietly on wood and stone...

Jaunty? Such one as you laughing?
Where do you find the courage for such a thing...

With claws as a tiger, long hands climb
Slow to react, shorter hands chime...

Has been a while, my long lost friend.
I've missed you greatly. Where have you been...

Spade and feathered wings
the humming bird sings...

A small offset picture frame,
tilted to a certain aim...

A flurry of words
and hateful intent...

Life or death, love or lust,
soul or breath, faith or trust...

Rhythmically, harmony, searches out my melody,
silently and perfectly, totally and honestly...