there is depth in me that is
much like the sea
and on days of my greatest gleam
i am the woman who manages
.................Of this I know
as sky triumphs over rain,
the central theme in man,
of this I know
you are quiet today and i do not
ask you the origin of such silence,
black and smoky and devouring
even my own sound now
it isnt a mystery
what you do for me,
everyone can see it
She's our neighbor, a quite fussy one.
She cuts her grass twice a week,
scarcely giving the blades chance to grow,
and it is the trimmest yard on the block,
We sit amid a growing darkness.
It is growing in me, you have no idea.
I look in your eyes, they are the eyes
of so much love.
My neice just had a baby.
My neice is only 15 years old.
We warned her about unprotected sex
but, oh, she knew it all, her head was