Appreciation is showed for the marching band by how many horns are honked while cars drive by on the nearby road
Or almost stepping on small baby Toads on the walk to your car
In the middle of the night
Sleep deprived
It's okay, we wouldn't want it any other way

It's hard for me that my muse be gone
Someone whom I dear, a special one
From your notes I have read, things that you wanted to do
Truly mister regrets imprison you

Girl you know, we both fear someone
And still kinda no bullet in our gun
I know how hard for you to keep
A pain that hurts, even when you sleep

Babe, I am also wounded when you felt pain
When you feel you can't stand, we feel the same
So if ever you want to be free, I'll let you go
But please will you please, don't wish me to forget everything

But if ever you want to know, what's inside my thoughts
I'll be quite straight "I want us to go on, my dear"
But simply decisions are up to you
To show you how much I care
To let you know how much I love you

My girl I'm quite strange
I won't ask you, I know we felt the same
We both fear the tracks of time
The days left us one by one

So I've asked myself, why I still love to stay
I've asked the sun, why he loves to remain that way
But the answer girl is quite simply
There's something only love can do
There's something only love can do....


written: April 9, 2001

Mysterious Aries

Roll your window up
When you see me near
If I approached
You wouldn't even meet my stare
But glance at the words on my sign
Thoughts about me already declared
I'm someone you don't want here
The **** of this earth
While you inside all warm
I'm fighting to stay dry
You don't know me
But hate the way I'm living
You think of me just a homeless man
Living my life off begging
You don't know what I've been through
How would you feel if you saw me as your reflection
Sleeping under freeways
While you throw unwanted food away
My clothes ripped and torn
While the things in your closet probably never been worn
A homeless man
But I'm just disgusting to you
I'm sorry but put yourself in my shoes I'm more then just a begging man
This is not the way I chose to live

I wrote you a note in fourth grade , too afraid to send it to you ,  I put it away . I kept one eye on you at the end of each class all the way through elementary school , almost every day ...In high school you were so beautiful that I couldn't even begin to try an talk to you ! Your star , rising faster every day as mine gradually faded ..I watched from the front porch when you waved goodbye to your parents , then drove away .. I've always wondered if you remember me holding the door for you in mid-November that same year ? Brief yet ever sweet fragrance ...