I keep getting itchy ears
& this burning feeling
deep in my heart.
And lately it feels like
I've disappeared inside myself,
thinking only about her.

She's so sweet and fair,
her hair has captured the sunshine,
she walks trance-like swiveling heads
& glitter flows from her fingertips.

Some say she's a witch
& a good one at that,
but I can't say if that's for real.
One thing is for sure,
she is pure,
pure unadultered magic
& I think,
I think maybe
I'm in love
with a pretty witch.

And well, now that
I think about her
amazing effect on me,
maybe it is her,
her captivating,
conjuring a love spell
just on me!

We'll see...only time will tell!

the coward air
not let me
breathe
the
breath of war
but
hand
me over
to death
i am
still sure

Don't ask me how I know her,
but I feel her, too.
And I feel him in his laugh,
singing about a strange kind of woman.

i heard
the other day
some whispers
come my way
that
hope sit near
the poet's
grave

can you
hear the
sound of
sweet rain
tap dancing
to the tune
while
i'm singing in
the rain
upon the
cobblestone streets of
Spain

my soul
absord the
spectrum of light
thus
made of candle wax
what make
it still
burn for
you