Seek me not from the branches
I hide not beneath their leaves...

As the sweet scented petals slowly
Fall from the pink and crimson sky...

Drift across the grains of Time
To the sway of a crystal chime...

As soft the music of the leaves
Flutters in the warm and gentle wind...

Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off
"Them pantyhose ain't gonna last too long...

A weeping willow looms over the darkened river...
Silver tendrils trailing into the cold black...

Swept up in the perfect moment
Made of nothing but glass...

Forever
Cradled by the steady sea...

You, my hooded falcon,
Once creened promises of love...

Fireflies and sapphire eyes
And a fog encircled moon...

Silver Dagger
Tempted by the promises...

Glistening pale eyes
Watered down with iridiscent tears...