I remember when, you and I
Had that breakfast, spread
Like a sunset on the Denang horizon, youthful
We lingered on the muddle of stormy nights

Through the glass windows, yellow fog
In the happier days
We talked of the army dog
Let me ask if laughing made it better for the crying black eyes

We talked of caged parrots around saw mills, behind bars
For all I know about you
That you serve sentences now
My hair must be growing thin under the human condition

And how should I decide?
How should I begin?
How can I continue?
Without your forgiveness?

Do I dare?
Or sit and stare?

Stealing my heart in a conversation
His fingertips played Chopin and painted passion
Because I knew how to live!

Transcending music with an arrow
He left me with quivering lips
Saying, this too shall pass

He stole what was mine
No despair anymore
Now I tell you, my bemusement

Should I continue the story
A broken soul- here's the great matter
I have no visitors in old age, a venerable maiden

You painted in hall sending shockwaves
Pain moved through human bodies
Talking reminded us of solace
When we loved and loved harmony
Solitaire was played before our acrimony
It is time we looked on as stranger creaturea
Once were, pretenders now lovers
Having a brilliant mask on the outside
Disguising our love for God and his creation
When we were chained to each other in agony
****, did we know we were black and white
Never meant to mix like memory and passion

If I were the less learned one
I would learn to love
Who taught me to be alone, listening

How can stop thinking her
I'm about to reach Berlin in a crystal jar
Where a man, keeps drinking

People on streets with sunflowers
She says,"They remind me of the rain.
When you called me the sunflower girl."

With the clairvoyant, we spent time
Surprise struck when dark midnight came and went
And when the sun washed, it faced away

Quicker than a bullet, the flowers drooped
Releasing us from enchantment
Effacing the walls with love, opening doors in them
"Love is so open"

If you forget it
There is no was
It is the same old love
Unchanged

Why do I write
I have read so much
If I had so much to say
I would have thought Much more before I spoke
Maybe the pen is my slave
Wishing for handy companionship
Why do poets prophesize
Is it because they care
Enough to act
Do I write here on this site
Because I am looking for love
Or trying to spread wisdom
Or am I looking for right words when in doubt?

Could you touch the sky full
Of stars that make constellations
For weeping lovers
Could you get tired of castles
If they are made of sand and keep getting whipped
By tempests and seas

When I'm tired of being separate
Can you marry us under the Mirabeau

Where the lake flows
I have your heart on a banana boat
Got it from a dealer in Tangiers

Got laid for the wrong reasons
Ezekiel said the fire broke in the motel
The letters turned to ash
It was a bookmark in our calendar
With the days without you
When the love lasted, and the romance died
So Job said of God

You've spent your days too, combing through books and curlicles
For starry eyed happy go lucky me it was an apotheosis
I'd love to crawl to the Belladonna
But, eight of ten times you're on my mind's happenings
I wish I remembered every feature of you
With memory and desire too
But, I need your soul in desire

We always bother
Another with our problems
Leaving them would be the best
If we could hide our sadness
As well as our secrets on our chest
We would be better

Can you call me
At least attach yourself
To the phone
Till you hear me
Breathe my thoughts
And live by my words
While I recede on the phone with a stranger
Arrange my life
As I grow deranged with my progress
My head bursts like a comfortable sofa
With an equally livid old ******
Sitting on it and laughing about galaxies
Wishing the science worked and the acid killed him
Haha

It's times like these
When you're on my mind
And my heart is set on fire
Like a firefly, stinging like a rose at least
Well, it's love anyway that keeps those miles on the road
Alive are the ones who were living
Nameless and named one fighting for fame
Dying in June
Living for the people next tombs
Riding the streets when they could be hiding
Looking over the walls and tired of artificial wombs
Love is so slashed and torn
We could remember each kiss again
And it would still be like the first one

I bring the cabs on sunny shores
And hail the Gods
When they bring rain
For us flowers on the streets
Waiting to blossom with love
When I saw your heart full and arms fulfilling
My silence was the spoken litany of a dying hatred
Tu prends l'taxi
You still take the yellow car back home
I hope you carry our memories in a movie theatre too
Memories are all I have of these days
Better aren't they now, without you?
Comment aller vous?

Your love brings people together
Your messages keep me up
Your love keeps us lovers alive
Your blood and sweat is all need
And my head can't get around the **** ups

I cannot forget what love brings with it

I remember you
I don't wanna miss a thing
But when I remember the kisses
I can't get you out of my head
And I simply cannot get your nose out of the way
Who nose,maybe we will meet again

There is a little feeling
Inside me  it says don't think
Twice and it's alright
That's why I talked last night
Leave with me as the leaves fall
On the river of forgotten sorrows under the bridge
And tell me what you see

Must I remind you
How much you're gonna miss me
I'd take you for a good girl again
How far along without me will you go

Allaying her worries
She says
Don't people watch silly soap operas eating tiramisu
And lust after those sensual languid queens just like me
What's up in your home, she asks
Under the shade it's the same with you and me
As long as the sun and you are over my head, under a tree
I've forgotten you and me

Now look at me, struggling day and night
To do everything this time
I'm just a lonesome lover
I need a woman who can see through eyes that look twice
I see just a childish apparition of love that is

You can sit with me
I see it in your eyes
That you need me
There is a secret garden you hide
In those vibes, you send me
When I pick that flower from your heart sign

Don't shed a tear for me
For I have no love
Don't cry for me again
For I have no I love yous for you
The revolution has jailed me
I am in love with the war
But I need freedom from the enemy
The enemy who will cry for me when I die
Just like the heart of the sun asks us to slave away everyday

My days' regards
The herbal tea sat
On the letter next to me
Decided I'd go for a stroll
In the cathedral, perchance
God and his son looking for the night
In downtown New York
My poetess friends brush up
On their English
As day touches night
And as evening dulls down
On the well remembered gaiety of memory
The autumn break with it's ruby scenery
Sitting next to the fire, I never felt colder
Those were the days when children were innocent
And now I'm the rank outsider

I wish
I could look
At your eyes
And wipe away the tears
That touch your smile
In the pursuit of happiness

She touches nature within
She is a high cloud on a dull plateau
She runs like the wind
She is all around

We made water out of stone, son of man
Making you and I possible
She is everything love could possibly be
She is April, the kindest month
Once more cruel

Since when I was a kid
I never minded your hand in mine
Because no one had held me that tightly

Silence when held
Is the virtue
Of one who holds it
Like a cloud holding thunder and rain

This is a little
Embarrassing
So please sing

Have there been
Times when we
Met in a lonesome cabin

She climbs
And falls
As she sips darkness

Blue is the warmest color, rushing
New people to get ready, waiting
For summer to come as a surprise no longer, lovingly
Springing sprightly calves of the lands to their feet, rejuvenating
The days of cloudiness that will end, finally
Blue arrives again out of the land, feverishly
When the eater and the eaten meet eye to eye, silently
When the poet and the audience see eye to eye, properly
Appreciating the acting and composing, rueful
Of death as they disappear into the holy skies, leaving
The colors of life, circling
Behind us an ecosystem of plants and animals
It is beautiful neither to be living nor dying
Let us go then you and I, curiously
Into the circle of life without suffering

The birds come out
Summer death, les fleurs
Owls sleep and the roadside cur
Be it that they understand
These creature love the moonshine
Like a smorgasbord of moonbeams

I lost a gully boy
To a guitar girl
Who fell for a lost lover
Set out to rule the world
On a voyage, with others
Forever

The children ring the doorbell
The door hears it
The love yous I share with big licks
The love yous I share with lickety sticks
The voulez vous lists of the bon often bonfire
The volute often pollute the years of ulterior motives
Break your back, heart needs
We can be champions of our lives, if we wrote our own stories
The years go by as love the look in your eyes
The days go as some ****** takes the pull from your woolen tassels

she was sharper
than she was honored
than she was thy daughter
Thankfully she didn't cut my life's gun
Knockin' on heaven's door, shot in the dark
Smile in the dark
I see you shoot starbeams at my just wind
I see you shoot lasers into my wet eyes
I part at the seams, and the child washes over me
I perfect thy lifeless body in the icicle of the gauged mines
Put my hand on my hand, and touch the lantern
Torch the lantern, if it burns we have passion...
You have depths without measure
Compare thee with a sonnet
Mortgage thy will
Hope is a ligature mark
Wanted to assure the world that i live on a road that goes a gas station
Here goes, want a ice or water
Do you want frozen or cold
On my hand
What does a toad and frog
Have in common
Uncommon hops
What does a lantern and torch
What does a lat and flat
What does a latitude have with a flat dude?
Hey flat top come over
Gator shirt eat my ****
Handless sleeves fill
Lark my looks
Here are my hooks
I'm in the middle of a song
I'm in the pestering skirmishes of war
So, keep walking and hang on
Keep running and walk on
Keep lifeless day dreams to help you eat
Keep your land and my feet together, you brilliant write
Keep your lassoes on my feet, and my last soul

If I'm a dreamer, I want another one
But, she is a dreamer that never wakes up
Did that summer put a fire in your auburn soul
Did that winter push the last of icy cycling through the rainforest, do you need a vacation
Do you need a meditated latitude
Do you need a lamp?
What do you have?
What do you have?

Here we are, and here we go
Is that all there is to stationing our last minds on our last guys
I love you and love you, but the there are there and that
It's just moving around, and no substrata
No stance on substitute for a witty existence

*******, I'll **** you now
*******, I'll **** your mouth

Find my life in your passages

Too much to say
Too much to stay for
To stay without it, within it
It is too much to talk about
So we talk about our heroes
And we marry the heroins
We fly like the herons on a rude bridge
Tersely overlooking the mountain moonlight
It could find the gust and lust of guys
It could push the lintel and swing with the massacre
Red and black be my very good din
Black and blue, and red dress be thy rich color
I mean I could be a reader, on your book pile
I live in a book, read it back and it would be steel wings

I have findings
Of mine
I have lifelines
Of mine
I have a smile
Of yours
It does it, for my life cannot ligature
If I have that life, life can do without it
Creation, and creatures of dungeons
So you like dragons
Do you fly in the night with their fire
Or watch the waters touch upon your lifeless gush
Reflection can blush, knife can stag your back

You're the queen of my heart
I don't remember your name
But, I call you the killer queen
When you treason, you become a king crusher

You've done this before
You've stole my heart and
Stolen my words, and left 3 words

Can you call me perfect
If you don't love my imperfections

Catch my head
Catch my meagre feelings
And turn them into lovely ones
Catch my head
Catch my hand turns on the stone
Catch my life before the stone turns to ghost

Before the time
Turns to dust
We are young again
We are talking lau and laulun


Before the time
Turns to lists and pushing feelings
Find the ghost of guns
Find the west of winds
Free us and free this life gypsy
Praise the life of the earnest girl
Can I say I love you in three words
Or do I have to say it many uncounted times

I need your guise
I need your life
I need your lies and the fake prize
Which you find getting better with the treasures

I need your guile
I need your life
I need your kajones
I hand my fingers
And unhand my looks
I talk of your passion, and make it mine

If you like live wires
You'll love this gold mine of a heart
It accepts people of kinds, and some open their hearts
Some accept hearts, and hear them
Some learn about their sounds and are trapped in them
I'm one of those daylight sinners
I'm dimly lit guy in the back jacket of mack the knife
In the red footsteps of blue oceans
In the yellow stone, I love you
In the red stone, I love you
In the blue stone, I play and I love
In the purple heart, I find my guns finding their place
In the light in the darkness, and the gentleman speaks of honor
In the dark of nights, where we are lively and plight of giving
That's the tragedy of life, and antelid

All the illness
Aside, and the made
Listen to them
All the peace
Aside, and the land
Of landwinners
All illness
Casts them aside
In the free fire

I have seven lives
I have seven days
How many of them will I use

Here lies the endeth lesson
The believe ends
With the jejunellies stop when the lies
With the dandelions as we garrison the climb the steppe can climb
Here lies the free will lies within the girl
Sighs again
Here lies the pressing mead, measure mulling Axylon
Here we are on the stars and under the stars
Halcyon halo when london burns
You heart burns in London
I left my hands on her ken
I left my heads on her akin
Leaving the burning the stormy ******* women
The jealous ones can live their jealous lives
I wait for the doubts to come
Foolish boor said sanctum caitiff
Sanctorum can live for life on fir trees
I sang with the wild
I traced the wild
I touched the wild
To land on the stale sky
There lies the mon dieu sais je toujour aujour quest ce que sil vous avec pense ecriree
LA nous allons
Le fille de magnique
Le mille du pont connais pas
Francais pas non je pardon ne moi
I'm singing because my heart is silent
THe roses can turn blue
If my roses afternoon falls with the ashes
If my love fails pick at my hate, Teddy Bear
If my journey fails me, I need your silent stare and your wisdom
I feel high, kono kata de kai mono kono warui na
It's a bus, a bus that travels farther than the metro station 4th arrondisement
Howling wind, carry us in he moonlit spoon
I burn myself in a silent way when the weight becomes last
Orange bushes and red roses in the fir trees
Axylon and Pamphyllion
Greater than good lives serfs had found their freedom
Heading out into the world I had lost my love

Silent screams and rages
verse dreams and sarcastic sages
The row believes in the youth of middle aged men
All belittle the your heart when hoping your pang fear
And spring into delirium, and bright gold
Bright light makes heat light asking for you to kneel
In red and leaves of gold, I ask for company
In dead cyka soldiers, the dead of the night
Brings out the company, where you might want a piano key
Loosened, and a guitar string, tuned and pulled

Silent svelte girls all are on the shore
As you she shifts she hasselblad fought him ****
Tea, as the ballad of the hounddog
Go the round midnight, call me after life
GO here, and come back by her fingers girls
In her life, is white, there is blyke
Everyone has a Jekkyl Hyyde
She doesnt know who he she means
After the shindig of time, singing life
Keep it in her, she rights the wall, and rides the fences
She rides the friendly horses, I know you before friends have ***
Feel my living, light my love with food of life
Make me right wrong is the rife
Kaddish sits on the wrong her
Reflection of lapas lazuli and Meer
Urst auf von bon, werst worde gert
Someone took the art killed it with joy
Someone lifted her with the ploy
**** and feet tastes summer and winter tastes like sum
Feets and passerby, touch my *** please master
grace my pallor with your heat, and gush in the blood of the great hand
Slow dots and polka dance that enrichen the glib gleam of Arriana
If friends were enemies and enemies were friends, and friends were summers
The winters would leave with the lush green forests that smell grape and touch my dots and follow my valley
On a figged donkey sorry masturbator
I want you to ride the wind, with gully
I want you rise with the wind, and touch my langstromme with lakes of stowaways
I want you to leave with the wind I feel the wish that touches your heart
I want yin and yang, not love
I want your balance, and not your senses

The end is the beginning when the fire comes out of the blessed wind
The end is near, the tin can man fires the black and blue
The middleman has her hips in the red roses and the masks, and so Im here to **** you
In my whips and my black college wants your education
Education is near, and you are far and tresses of your hair
Egregious error, was to frame you and keep you in my heart
When I couldn't see the picture
Innocence is a true picture
I want you, I want you love me
I want gush virgins and rush astral stars that hearts cant keep
I want the rushed visions that allotropes the love keeps me lively
Me and Ann lively

If I know it is love
They hide under my bed

Until the end of time, I want you asleep

They hide under my bed
Why would I **** anyone, if I hate waking up
I want to **** those souls
Who are lost love in the foggy dust where starshine
Them monsters hide in my darkness
Cometh the dark of ephemeral gaze
Knowledge, cometh hath endless will
They hide under my bed

I want to **** them, with an arm that holds gold
But, doesn't lose the riches to ones who slave
With open arms, they held me in lads of maggie's farm
When the arms shut, the part of books was lost where we were
I wish we were younger

Love is as it merits
With open daydreams, I need you ready for the hostel
When the arms dry, the water gushes through valleys as gelid ice T
The fearful night that
I want your understanding, not your patience
Write your heart on parchment, and gray days left the blue skies
In the fair lovely heather, feather, come hither and gather
Lift my soul, and my soul is hopeful
That someday that you will be my real name, God
God, I don't know if I know love or this earth

Hope is a dangerous thing
Dangerous minds need true faces and true crime
Present, here and now, here and jaguar
I love your soul, I love you maybe
If I know what free will is, take my heart on the urn
Turn my soul into ashen dust, fear my hands of gray dry dusk
With laconic faces, and pure hearts
When I left you I left with dreams
When I left you I left with dreamy people
When I left you I left with my greater gin

You taught me how drink
I used to drink water
And now I drink lassoes in the skies

You teach me how to fall into puddles of love
Caged and a page from my book, here and there is now
Pray tell me, what is happening to you daughter
Do you have a prodigal son?

You taught me how to drink wails
You taught me how to look into the sea
Of lost soul? In a farewell for twisted souls
Please keep me home, or keep me safe from tomes
Please keep us together when we are part of the lads that fight for madness
As the center pop, the stages stars into
Realized crowded women, and unrealized men
Who watch the movie for the lanes.

They think they are in heaven
But they are the lonely ones
They think they love the man
Equally, but, they are the lovely ones
They think they love the woman
Equally, but they are the passionate ones
They think my heart and soul, can break my spirit
TOuch me now, and leave me in peace
Touch me now, and breath my hair
I have little fingers, to caress your bald head
Touch me, and I want your breathing eyes
Touch me, and I live with your past
Touch me, and I live with you
TOuch me, and I live with your lonely woman
Touch me, I live with my mother, with her father and sister
Touch me, I live in the house to cook and have germane
TOuch me, I live within the sinners who look for souls
TOuch me, o me o my captain, my harbored old soul
Touched upon the brightest emotions, and left on the darkest tides
We make our own stories, and cannot find it in others
That's why you shouldn't like it, you think the girl I am the one, that's why you shouldn't wonder about it.
Your soul is so lost
It has so much to lose
I will write you a bedtime stories
I will write you a beautiful sermon, to save your soul with the demon in our heads
I will write you a beautiful feeling, to save your soul with the angels in our breath and the humans in our soul
I wish for your happiness
I want your happiness
I wish you could take my soul on another place, and feel better.
I wish you could stop fighting the power, and nations of millions
I wish you could stop fighting poverty if you can't eat.
If I want you to make my bed, I want you to take my sleep.
If you want the love of someone, the morning has come

I love your *******
So much
I want the milk and haggard lard
Areolar harmony , spinsters can like it hot
But, the stirred souls like that sandy beaches
That I hate my country
But, the woman changed my soulless miles.

Proceeding talents
Natural and gold nags
With our auriferous desire

I met a traveler
Form a game that can't feel
Maze lives in the belladonna leaves
Icarus turn those wings into rust, gold my ashes, my medical soul on my broken boulder
It's so tough to be a better person, like a world-less prisoner
He' my life, oh ye my breath take lazy life, got your head on a dinner on the spirited dinner
He needs a talk, for a typewriter
my life caught on to you like a pushy burrow
Childish dreams left in the grateful lackadaisical
With the bone, breaking with anticipation
,left with mad lake and the angel singer
I end a badge to marker my badge oh wise sinner
With orgiastic life, within the graces of molasses that malice
Novena, we art thou in the Garrett in the chalice
If you take me on a holiday on the sun
If you are breath, take my life away
In kindness as gesture, is frenzy and the freak that reasons
The lad that takes our pries away, and our judged prairies
The laughter takes the ostensible mad cap, in the praises of June and July, April's frugal rage and jejune nature
often the hen and the cage go away together, as we live in the setting sun of the rooster day,
We need you to fight this right, where halycon coniferous trees tease the bullish flags, in the wasted landslide
Take my breath,  toast my roses and my your tassle for my gown
And the glasses on the Mildred, chicken, toad, gully boy when we fell in love with a pastor
I search for gist
I find your head in the list
What's you number on coffee town, and the gestalt of the grocery roses
I love, I loved my hips to marry your handles
The plumber said war is hell on the falling doltish to the emanates scent with nature
I'd w03space
I want your festering war, not your love I want your litter
I want the sun, but you got the iridescent garrisoned moon in your eyes instead
I like the rain, to hide the clouds
A simple heart to warm the clouds
A thunderous clap to start the rage, Harrison the ark
The years of twenty slaves
Brought rage
Often his life will be taken, and take hath will
Portage him in leeches
Beseeches to turn into an earthworm, some parts still made
Us so ugly, but, so evil
us so beat, laughter turned endlessly ugly
Your so hello together, in the farewell of Novembers of rain, there is the year of the Marks, the coin of Allegiance
Brought down the heart of the JD Town
I really never, take the path that lead
The speak wilting flowers, friends that fall with the start of gully pads
Deli pads, that Galahad brought on boughs and stare
Here and there
Stare and stone roses, stony ******* turned to red earth
Take my rain, Singing rain burn my world's fire
My hearts bleeding to earth, but, my mind wants your flail thistle, whistle
Whistle, with the wind, resonant stars with the innocent picture

Peace is always, innocent picture is peace
The protest march laughs at the approval of consolation
Is your name a falling star,
is your mandrake root cat, hot innit roof your name in fallacy, and I can't have your name.
But, I want your toys in the yard.
Maya, In a torn nation good clothes are laying baby's than a cold lie in the heart of darkness.
If you leave your **** on, I want you to leave your hat hanging.
****

Have no pillow
I take my heart in a coroner
Report
Leave my tools on the gold mine
Fools can take my fold
Sting my ray
Lark my lackey and strike my bow
I need come and take me away
Live in the east wind and lasso my west wind
Keep my odious gold here and there
Ladle on the minor Asian, and Odoriferous gold
Report
My mortared soul
Take my breath away, with lava lamps
I'm just here in the right fast lane
I need a deluge, a guy needs a space
My ghoul, my Tokyo dream, breathlag
Jetlag

We need blue ice
And air
Your hair takes
My breTH AWAY

We MET YOU LONG BACK
we came on the same grounds
Looking for a flair
That glassed my ice cake
******* surprise, keep the cherries in the cherubs
bush takes
Away  the difference
We came for hoes to just line silver

Where it falls out, I die.
Forgiving my soul, for losing the hours to the strangeness
Here I stand taking down my nailed name, on abseiling sails
I love you all equally, when you meekly smile when you touch the sky
O’ Holy Light, do not go gentle in the good night
Time comes alive with forked lightning and dies with clicking clock of ticking time bombs

Fall down in my puddle of love
Child I love my life,
Pray child, can I get my ghoul back from the Tokyo, tonight’s a dream
Dreaming little ‘bout you, you know I would seen it coming
Did you see what Hades did to her with forked lighting?
Ending slowly on the second coming. They conversed with the beginning of military time.
The time left a little unresolved.
Where it falls out, I die.