i think of drinking with the moon but Li Po already did that hundreds of years ago among the petals of China i think of walking alone into a di…

the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust

i have to take my fair share of th… loved this song from the moment i heard it and shouldn’t be surprised that she loved it too

i entered into my junior high poet… with such a sense of excitement to share the craft that i had disc… just a couple years earlier a craft that my gramma had

she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still

though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting

peering into your eyes i am trying to understand you hoping to know you a little better with each glance when the world is mad

desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst

time reduced to ash all the clocks were made of fire burning each second

an illness so cold he sees flames as medicine and treats his disease

trust me i am a moth and there is light ahead i would not lead you into absolute… i would not take you into perpetua…

Sweet undying moon, I offer you my song. With the stars in tune, heartfelt, i will croon to you the whole night long.