I kissed the hollow at the base of her throat
just to taste her again
it only serves to remind me
that its always the heart that breaks first
...
Betwixt will and what will be
there is emptiness
strength
and wisdom, long withstanding
...
I kiss my child
on the bridge of her nose
amazed at her perfection
and I find myself praying...
...
I'd risk it all to fall in love
I'd risk even more
to have love fall for me...
...
Karma usually comes
wearing a stranger's cloak
dangerously close to luck
but danger focuses the mind
...
I could never imagine
your lips being that red
but you sip from the glass
I left on the bar
...
The streets are full of stories
but only one sustains the heart
of this self-proclaimed dreamer
there are no words
...
His capacity to love
is what gives him the strength to bear her wrath
he beats her at her own game
therefore he stands at her side
...
There's a portrait of the South
in the spirit of her song
the tapestry of her life
but something has gone wrong
...