He's my best friend
My blood, pumping through my veins...

“A penny for your thoughts?”
I’ll pay a dime for my own...

A full moon,
A howling prowler...

Escorted into the underworld by Anubis
Roped and bound with burly flaxen twine...

Figured perfectionist- gold, not bronze nor silver
Delicious chocolate with sweetened strawberry...

I sit at my seat, contemplating
The inspiration I need is futile...

Delicious patterns of candy pink
And the breeze that flutters calmly...

It’s a mystery
Why a teardrop spills salty relief...

Letting you into my once timid heart
Loving a beautiful soul more than mine...

Admire omnipotence
Those not sitting on a fence...

A skeletal wreck;
Crimson stained upon shattered white...

On her own as the wind blows
A melody in the breeze...