The Gift
To woman for her I dance
Showered with grace and elegance
A peacemaker from all the rage
The book of life she turns the pag

The Utopian Dream
The grace of God created and scat

Sanitation man of such great worth
Keeping clean her yards of Mother
From your battling through the win
Beauty abounds o’er hill and plain
Surgeons and scientists and states

Combinations
Random words scattered into space
An empty book, no name, no face
Of hungry chasms waiting to be fil
Room for fallow souls to be tilled

The sun of many duties to perform,
The earth’s custodian, to keep it
By keeping pace with the spinning
“Tis time to rise and validate its
Watching the farmers plant their g

For every ebb there is a flow.
For every high there is a low.
For every winter there is a summer
For every shooting star there’s a
For every seed planted there is a

Woman of thy glass heart full of t
With unassuming power in the waiti
With lava flowing through thy pape
With legs for walking but not walk
Destined for erotic thoughts,

Through the Ages
I awoke this morning in my cave.
After we woke up, we went to work.
After I woke up from my sleep, so
When I woke up, there was someone

The tie that binds with longing br
Bound together with sacred hinges,
Spanning over memories of sordid p
Times of weakness and times of sha
Souls need souls to share a secret

To Hell with Hell
As celestial bodies sustain themse
As snow white waves lay their
Souls upon the shores, euphoria
Embraces agony and kisses the

Up near where the heavens join the
In lofted oceans as white silhouet
Some say the clouds, but I say th
Playing in the air as long as heav
The cream of the skies at the top

Upheaval looms up in the ominous s
As the stillness grows restless do
The heavy air sits upon the glassy
With its weighted feet dangling in
The calm is at peace not at peace