My love for you is true, though we have never met. I will not lie to you. I will not steal from you. I will not con or cheat you.
I stared at her like she was a painting, as if I had all day and night to drink in every curve and contour
Beloved goddess, sweet holy mother of us all, you who beckon me throughout these hectic days
I gaze into the bleakness of the e… engulfed by a sense of futility an… I am like the man who keeps fishin… though he knows the river is spent… I cast my line into the milky pool…
That blue-gray rainy day, the blue-gray funeral parlor. There you were laid out in blue and gray. So still.
My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me
Some time ago, I made my way down to the crossroads, to try my lucky hand at the devil’s gaming tables.
How are you? The maiden turned and whispered soft, her turquoise eyes as deep as time.
Is there any way I might touch yo… that doesn’t skim right off the su… of your exquisitely contrived vene… Is there a plea which I might utt… that would stir you from within?
Are you the one I have no words f… Are you the one who seeks the space between these lines? I used to think I’d know you inst… Now I don’t know anything at all.
Sweet sultry muse, I declare this solemn oath before all that’s true and holy, that this earthly life and love are yours and yours alone,
The old priest gazes out upon his… each head bowed before the sacred… A scarred and broken bodied warrio… seeking inner peace and final abso… An elderly wealthy man of commerce…
I am here now. I have removed my outer garments, placed my trust within your circle… I have come because you promised. You told me you would be here
Look out there, see them, boy ? They want yer juice. They’re dry, them circlin’ desert… All they want's yer juice, boy.
It seems the only way to reach the mountain-top, is through the desert wasteland. It is only there that one might come to learn
