I remember
standing in my lawn...

And along the way,
remember...

She caressed me with
flame retardant fingers...

The road is 2,000 years long
and life is as endless...

I wonder about
the colour of thought...

The kitten and the child
playing, romping, running wild...

What do you do
when your thoughts are all gone...

It's getting worse in such a delicious way,
sitting across from you at the picnic table...

Float down like softly falling snowflakes to
leave golden glow halo kisses upon troubled brows...

I\'m feeling
that feeling again...

Sitting on the floor
humid air lazy and still...

The ragged man shuffles
down the slow alley...