Love Poem

It was given by God
when he first made man
it has always been a part
of his eternal plan.

The first time you feel it
it comes as a gift
from your wordless mother

You are irreplaceable

No matter how hard I try

The task is impossible

My sweet aeonian passion.
my honeysuckle rose,
seed of my dreams at midnight as
I lay in repose.

My zephyr in the morning.
a gentle waking breeze,
I breathe you in

My Head Is Pounding

These Tears Aren't Helping

I'm Losing Control

Letting My Emotions Go

Ready To Just Drop Dead

If you were to ever go out at night,

And the stars seemed just a little to bright,

Please my dear don't let your heart grow tense with fear or uncertain with fright,

We sit here still, with no words,
I wonder what your thinking-
Is what your seeing on the television
that important of a show.