I once thought a little caress across my skin
would be its own bottle of sweet dandy gin...

Give me an awakening
Some that will, I pray...

How often I'll wonder who wins,
As I dig down, deeper still and...

Your beauty steals my sense of fear away
True eyes, I gaze in, banishing the clock...

She slams the cork in the bottle
Erasing each word on the crumpled page...

Daddy, you once told me
to stand up strong...

My body doesn't grow in all these colors
But the mind- it keeps on pushing...

Love has crept upon me
On me...

In the darkness I become alive
I tuck the truths away in the pockets of my coat...

They cry in unison
Spitting every word back at you...

I have begun to strain the black from the white
But I fear-- and this is an old fear of mine...

I'm sorry that I am not perfect
Because I know how wonderful perfection is...