I love to stumble upon your discarded shoes
Cutely aside, where they last carried you...

I dream
That we will...

At Time's origin,
Her silken skin...

Trickling tropical crystal pool,
fallen palm leaves play lilypads...

There were written on these old houses
Of soldiers and mice, moonlit and soused...

And she,
she is the seed I...

You,
Rolling smiles under the covers...

Sometimes I feel lazy
Sometimes I feel crazy...

The passion alive inside
Seconds when your life...

The sun goes down
Eyelids and smiles...

The hum is in the eaves
Alight with 8am and...

Click and turn and pop and stretch
her limbs entice - evoke an embrace...