i'll love you always,
without knowing my worth,
lying to myself without knowing yours
holding these scars and all.
i dont know who you are
but the next one I meet
i want to stand where I can see
never running when my life is hard
our flaming minds,
falling deep in torrential seas,
still hoping you can love me.
This is a drag.
I've come to depend upon it.
the dead tree is gone now
branches scattered as it hit
changing the view
it has not rained a long time
thought it did a bit last night
did I tell you about the sapling
now in view?
i miss the old thing
and think how nice to know
that I can love a dead tree
While strolling in the rain my thoughts got wet.
She rates at
a bit of a tease
if you ask me,
but no one asks me
I am only the camera.
'Life is a cabaret'
Haloed harlot in the midnight moonlight
To dance beside your spectral grace
The fluid motions of your body so tight
Together we will set the pace
Misty shadows of towering mountains
Lakes and streams cool waters flow
Towards the oceans like shining fountains
And beauties we’ll forever know
Strange as it might seem this is about the martial arts warrior's stance.