Addiction has a hold of me.
Naked to you, that...

I miss you like I miss California thunderstorms...
because the storms there are unparalleled: you...

The definitive work is never done, it's always
under construction. A good work ethic drives...

A long line lengthens, as far as the eye can see;
There are faces of every countenance...

"You seem to have lost the rhyme,"
I hear it all the time...

Do you care if the air is
charged with a dare to...

As my words oscillate, you will feel calm and...
You are asleep now...

I crave the heartbeat in your fingertips, their
skillful movement feed my panting soul...

Steely reserve falls away under the fire of your...
Passion's flames consume all will-power...

Obsession is my tattered fingertips;
the masochistic, paradoxical fetish...

I rose like the phoenix-
Snorting the ash like a fine drug...

Equanimity is a blind dose of medication that the
head nurse pries down our unsuspecting throats...