Dreamers do not see
The common in the common...

I
wrestle...

"After yelling sit, what did you say?"
The man chuckled and explained...

Who gives bunnies guns?!!!
They should be cute and furry...

I hear her sob in the night
And roll over to comfort her...

In soft lamp glow I watch her white ghost move...
Toward me, dress rustling in gentle loving...

With combinéd warmth and fur to aid,
In a thatched stone hut we sleep away...

Let me apologize...
I tugged you here...

You laugh at me and jest me coward,
But it was not you...

It haunts me,
With its intrusive eyes...

Morning comes
And I turn...

I want to drink of you,
to drown in you...