I’ll protect you from the fires of
the freezing current of relationsh
I’ll protect you,
You needn’t look any further,
My arm will surround your shoulder

Well they asked me to write a poem
I am the ghost that rambled long s
I am a man with boots on his feet,
I am the angel that will never ack
I am a soul who walks in brightnes

Like a crystal hanging on glass,
You remain every color that shines
Dancing and twinkling,
Burning by the fire, while all the
Gives a sigh...

Dancing upon the lands,
Before the coming of sundown’s,
Effervescent glow,
Were crystals of snow,
That held questions,

What can one do,
When there is nothing but Self?
I thought as I glanced,
Briefly,
On the graveyard bookshelf,

Don’t be ashamed my young love,
There is some good in the worst of
And some bad in the best of us,
So don’t make no drama, no big fus
We are humans sharing this fair la

The bed was a Field,
A Field untouched,
With red satin cloth,
And wrinkles none,
The moon was hidden,

My Father slept while I read my w
My Mother, by the fire, listening
Of what my Father saw or heard,
I shall never know,
Of what he shall tell me,

I saw a pretty yellow bird today,
How it made me feel, I cannot say
The wind was cold,
And the day was new,
Yet the flower knew what I did no

You remind me of an angel
Lost on earth with a golden glow
With the grace and complex beauty
Of sunset over desert mountains pl
Like a dream, just you and I

I have laughed,
And I have wept,
I have loved,
And I have left;
I have gazed,

Ozymanidas,
You are my best friend,
On our ship, we master and command
I know you you’ll stay with me 'ti
Ozymanidas,

I going too fast down the road
Here comes that curb
Accelerate or reduce speed
Will I make it or break it?
Oh mama, tell me how am I suppose

The Stars,
One by One,
Go Fading,
Deep across the,
Firmament of Sky,

I shall meet you at the Gates of
And leave through the Gates of He
When the sun climbs to strike the
When the moon sits, to be forgiven
When the icy world melts,

The reason you’ll never love me
A fear of a four letter word
Love
It comes like falling rain and sta
Like the flowing flame on a burnin

I got that lonesome boy blues
Oh I got that early mornin blues
Got that stop! wait! no... nothing
My head never shuts off it’s tunes
Worryin cops will rob me and take

Its a beautiful day!
O! what can I say,
I just can’t sit here and stay,
I’ve got to get up,
And go out and play!

Burning fiery monoliths,
Black soot and stone,
A land decayed and long dead,
Covered with dust and bones,
A place where the sun never shines

I never want to sleep again
And see her eyes, her face, her lo
See her motion, grace, pain, and s
See her come and go, start and beg
My heart boils and desire will not

Death has not eyes,
On life’s heavenly heartbeat,
But within clocked hours calls upo
The silhouettes of those lost and
Yet life,

Tell me who you love baby
I say tell me who you love lady
We’ll take my ride and watch stars
Under the endless night sky
Tell me who you love and why

I see you light up the net
With your red lips a little wet
Eyes screaming to be pleasing
While the men under me are drownin
And I’m following

Cast away your spotless shadow,
As the sun shines gold in the sky,
Cast away your broken woe,
To where the broken-hearted lie,
I ask to cast them away,

In the golden sunlight, by the eme
In the softness of the fresh grass
I traced my tired fingers across h
Had I, in my younger days thought
Held her closer in the shade of pe

Deep in the night I held back my
Saying I know what is wrong and r
I took off on broken wings for fli
Throughout the starless night sky
Through the valleys full of hills

The pen is bleeding, the blind pro
To capture it dead in its tracks,
Means that no one is safe,
We must lock the gates,
Keep watch at all times,

On the night of the fire,
My eyes swallowing night sky,
Skin upon wetted grasses of emeral
In silence so perfect,
In silence so perfect,

The land is bare,
The town is flat,
The people don’t care,
The men are fat,
The trees stand naked,

Everything sold in bright colors t
What is one to do?
To consume, to burn and use then t
then the answer, like being born w
burning true as ice while the para

A table, two chairs, a bright red
I sit. My guest does the same. He
The wine is served. Bright red ru
A book is between us. “Mr. Frost
The old man’s finger lands on the

Well I got my purple shoes on,
And a tie that matches,
I’m headed to the party,
And I’m a-wondering if you’ll eve
But where oh where can my baby be?

Sometimes I think I lost it,
That my writing’s ain’t no good,
Sometimes I think I’ve lost what
That like Olympian runners I blow
But oh well, it cannot be helped,

Bitter frost against a yellow fire
My friend Jaime and I leaning aga
Speaking in silence of cigarette s
When passes a car filled with red
crystal ball illuminated women,

Majestical journey,
About to be begun,
And I in my cap,
Facing the yellow sun,
Smile upon my tired face,

When all the world is still
And all is deep in silence
With the birds gone for winter
And cops aiming at innocents
With blood in the streets