I met a woman once who asked me a series of questions all of them I suppose I should have had answers for

Eve my tattooed nun born with a heart free from the bondage of sin for all is permissible

As I crossed the threshold of her door, which the perverted love of others disuses, thus making the crooked path look straight... Yet there I found myself in her lair, with only slight ...

The best things in life Cannot be bought or sold They are given freely By the one’s we love...

do you feel that more importantly do you

like harland and wolff i breathed in

After long day of staring at progr… My mind feels numb and worn over Like a dry, dusty, frayed covering Barely shielding my consciousness… Like a ratty blanket no longer ser…

The duality of man in this I am not ashamed for I take more than solace from t… the lover with many names and form… all of which can be perceived

I have always enjoyed a good love… People fulfilling their dreams No doubts… No fears Two together… Holding each other… In the arms of love

Hello again Can you hear me Scratching down the door To your Reality Say Hello

the shadows of the invisible blanket me covering my flesh my hot thoughts

So here we are again Just the two of us here in the dar… So many questions yet to be answer… So many dreams not yet fulfilled I cannot sleep and I seek comfort…

...she finds herself on the unbeaten path her broken figure cutting the icy air as she runs

So long ago You were a girl With eyes full of stars That I could lose myself in With dreams of tomorrow

her body held here in captivity her body lying here