picture perfect moon
picture perfect day with you
sunny side up
sunny afternoon
the water's so blue
i used to be too
the clouds turned from grey
to a nice shade of light white
brown and sweet color
when i look in your eyes
i could get lost for a lifetime
so get lost with me
the best is yet to be
you're the only one worth following
so get lost with me

I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)

I know that shape
It is you, no other

I like that hat
If your eyes are under

I see that light
Now all is right

I hear that voice
Please be my chorus

With your step
There goes my breath

I feel that touch
Ne’er be enough

When you smile
I’m in your jail

I know what’s bliss
In but one kiss.

Learning as I listen
Crisis on Infinite earths

If her eyes with tears would glisten
I'd show her what she's worth

Early morning grey
Earl Grey breakfast tea

For Miranda I too pray
By the Baltic Sea

          West Coast
           Naturally

jealousy is the root of evil
once said, there is no retrieval