Carefully laid thoughts had strayed,
      And logic, ideals, tossed away
           Ready and willing, I told you, that day

But you say you don't remember.

The world, it's values demeaned by sins
       Stubborn, I would not follow them
            The love for you, resurrected them,

But you say you don't remember.

One child was enough, I ne'er wanted more
       Until our time together bore
             The thought, with you, a family, "soon"

But you say you don't remember.

You've always had trouble with your memory,
But the things dear to you, always seemed less troubling.
And I can't help but think, If to you, it meant anything.

As for me?                                                                  
I'll always remember.

She says "Cupid is irresponsible."
I say "I think he lost my address."
She says "Love hurts."
I say "So do life and death."
She says "I've been in love so often I feel like cupid's been using me for target practice."
I say "I can count how many times I've been in love on an amputee's stump."
She says "I feel bad for you."
I ask "Why?"
She says "Because love is worth it."
I say "I have love."
I say "I have known love that does not fade,
The love between parents and children."
I say "I have known a love both reliable and invisible
The love between true friends."
She says "It's not the same."
I ask "How is it different?"
She says "My love is like a volcano, all passion and warmth. It comes from deep inside you and flies. It flies higher than either of us ever could."
She says "Your love is like a coal. Always there to keep you warm, but it'll never fly or burn like my lava."
I say "Your lava crashes and cools. But so long as someone's there my coal will always burn."
I say "People run from your lava, but they gather around my coal."
She says "But you can't form an island with coal."
I say "You're right."
"Aha!" She exclaims. Thinking she's got me.
"But wait." I say
I tell her "I intend to find your love. To find that lava and ride it, and I know no matter what I do I can never truly prepare for it, but that doesn't mean I won't try."
I say "I want that love you speak of."
"But" I tell her "the only way to survive a volcano is to prepare. To strap down all your possessions and to get a gas mask."
She laughs at me and with a wild look in her eyes she says "Then how do you enjoy the ride?"
I smile and say "Not as much as you, but I can stay on that ride forever."
She stops for a moment and looks at me.
As I get down one knee
and ask
"Will you marry me?
Will you show me that love you speak of,
a love of beauty, passion and rage."
and with a tear in her eye
she says "Yes
I'll marry you my little sage."

Hello, how are you?
You're different today,
In a way
Your face has constantly changed.
And again,
To something hiding what is within,
Is it sin?
Or perhaps,
Just a shallow grin.

I have what you need,
You come, expectant
Entitled to recieve,
Rejecting neglection.
Like infection.
You must begone in a hurry.
But don't worry.
Your new face won't know your story.

"Hello, how are you?
Can i help you today?"
Is what i say.
With any connection kept at bay.
You wont stay.
So i say "have a nice day"
And wait to see how your face will change.

Faces, like flesh, in appearance alone
Beset in quartz, cast in stone.
Ever changing, not your own
And never known.

You are a perpetual stranger.

Selfishness, is not a virtue.
Pride, can overwhelm you.
Loving yourself does not require these, too

And if you cared for others,
then they'd come before you.
And if they cared for you,
They wouldn't ask you to.

An eye for an eye?
The old Gods are dead
Your ways are outdated.

It's time to forget.

You forgot me, i know it's so.
Because the "me" you knew,
Isn't the "me" I know.

You'll never forget me.
Because you never knew me.

Hello baby,
I'm not sure what to say.
I've been waiting a long, long time just to see you here today

I think you know me.
Remember hearing me?
Telling you how beautiful I know you'll turn out to be

You open your eyes, and smile

Hello daddy, i hope you're proud of me.
I know I don't really have that much to say.
There won't be a lot that I'm able to tell you for awhile
So i hope that you see this in my smile.

                                                         ­                  " Hello, daddy"

"He will never change."

You hold, in light, true what was said.
If he cannot change, then is it you, instead?

Subject of controversy,
Burden to mercy.
Why are you sure
When it's happened before.

What once was there, you loved it so.
Is it gone now? Where did it go...
"He will never change."
Then what did?

Boredom.
Fatigue.
You will be there forever.
We will see.


"He will never change."
Perhaps he never will,


And if he never did?