Do you have certain songs,
That reming you of certain people?
Just a normal song,
And suddenly you cry.
You are the song stuck in my head,
And it's a **** sad song baby.

tomorrow I drive to Denver
but today near Santa Fe

just to tell her truly
though I don’t know what to say

stop into the Cathedral
quietly I pray

the movie and the letters - Yes
then alone and on my Way

I know you see it
Still remains
Dragging me down
But I enjoy the pain

The pain so sweet
It makes me strong
I love the feeling
For which I long

My eyes arise
To greet the sun
So pleasing yet
No victory won

Alas one day
I’ll come to find
I miss the treasure
Left behind

The sewer of my mouth
Pours a
distasteful evocation.

here we sit,
painted by the autumn glow of the sun.
Just on the edge
Towards spinning iridescent
Thoughts.

This presents soft soothing moisture... emotions congregate
Above the taste of vernacular.
And I sit,
Watching the lingering face of death
The times I see are ready to excavate into that strawberry sweet remedy
By the face
Of her seductive charm.