(Beautiful Chaos)
My mind is unspoken whiteness of marked metaphors...

Sleep my darling
Until all has thawed...

It's such a pleasure to see your dear face
Starting off my morning with your sunrays...

My shattered eyes won't easily forget
That terrible destruction I saw that day...

One day those broken skies
Dripped raindrops from their eyes...

I hope all the Angels drink coffee
And they pull for the Atlanta Braves...

Oh how I do loveth thee
and thys rosy pink so deeply...

If life was a rose garden
Then we would be those flowers...

I'm like a one way mirror searching for myself
In an idealistic silver world of numbness...

(Despair)
In this my skin it's still empty here...

There were days back in her prime
When better times embraced her kind...

Life is as feeble
As run away bubbles...