I wonder what truly happens
The instant we leave this earth...
My breath escapes me
As the rivers steady flow...
The darkness of the night
Coupled with a bonfire so bright...
Earnest love, why must you do this to me?
Taxing every single fiber of my being...
In the wee hours of the night
Is when the soul takes flight...
The empty shell of my former self
Like the barrenness of a dry well...
The summer, the follies, the turns
Your words, your feelings, your burns...
I stand here waiting for your reply
Foolishly expecting a quick "hi"...
Let this love pot melt in my arms, the dew of your...
Twinkly stars shimmering off the corner of your...
The things we do and the things we say
All have some connection and interplay...
Pretty woman, on a prairie, pretty woman on a hill
Luscious clouds up above you, looking at you with...
There was a time when words and emotions forged...
The symbiosis of introspection, connectedness, and...