Drums beating within
fingers typing...

Drenched -
Perfumed blankets waft...

Lay me down upon meadows
of broken sunshine, silent...

Acid drips from my nose,
dangling upon poor excuses...

Tousled hair of a desert
wind, lingers as the pages...

Hallow is thy soul that bleeds
in the cries of a desperate...

I've designed
a write of elegance...

During times of wintry blizzards
fallen pine cones follow snow boots...

You held me captivated,
prancing in an ocean...

Bob Segar's walking on main street, destination...
musical relaxation causes me to hibernate...

Two moons ago,
the sun began to rise...

Depths of my soul cry under the sky
moonlit night songs bid thee goodbye...