Age Old Invocation
Of the Philosophers Stone
Morning Lady...
That's Right... Mornin'
Dawns Past
Night Already Fallen and Dissolved
Night
An Addiction to Falling
So True
Woman
like the Night You Are
Throwing Yourself off the High Dive
Again and Again,
Backwards Now,
Just for Fun
Astronaut Tossed From the Third Dimension
Weeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!
Oh Yeah.. Backwards Now
Makes It Easier
To Dream
Rockets Lift Off Always A Favorite
Where Else would you take a ******* a Date
Come on PINK PurrL
I can't change Lady
I Was A Born Black Robe with  A White Fuselage
Shiny Silvery Starlight Black
Robes Made For Holding Galaxies
Moonbeam Dark
A  Fullness Made For Soft Caresses
You sure would Look pretty
Against  the Twinkles In my Heaven
Lullabie. Lullabie.

Those who wish
to be madly in love
rarely ever have been
or they would understand
that it is a raging fire
few can hover over
for very long.

I had another dream
(Which is rare for me at night)
I had a bruised arm
Like I'd gotten in a fight
And when people asked about it
I didn't know what to say
Wether to tell others I made them
Or if I should brush questions away

.

Beneath dark storm clouds,
graphic novels cried wholeheartedly
in pencil drawings competing
for front cover status
Asphalt collected mud
hoping shoe prints
formed in patterns like Dali
Wainscoting climbed walls,
chasing ivy vines
to crown molding heights
Kittens chased ***** of yarn
between grandma’s legs in
sagging stockings
on the front porch
And I counted rain drops,
wishing I had paid better
attention in algebra
Then you kissed me
and all became
everything under the sun