Life; busy, bustling and always taking care
Commitments and emergencies everywhere...

When you come home from being gone
I promise to let you know how I've longed...

Sometimes what I need is you,
Your sweet words, your smile, your touch...

Why are you so cruel
You don't acknowledge me...

My fear is for me only
It is a quiet fear, deep inside...

How can it be that I never knew
A passion so strong when I am with you...

Twas 2 weeks before Christmas and all thru the...
Tensions were rising - we were all stressed out...

This day when I wake I breathe
But it is not good breath I'm afraid...

When the day begins, I think of you
I miss your touch and your smile, too...

The emptiness inside, deep inside
The pit in the stomach...

Lust:
I can't give you up. I can't stop thinking of you...

Lying still under the oak
In the woods, you and I...