untitled
this vision is still forming
illusions may vary
warnings and flirtings
only sway your mirage
as a bed sheet clothed woman
who’s had one too many
9-8-03
Melodies of Nature
I’m in this fantasy of
colored dyes and
airbrushed skies
a fairytale song of your imagination
to swirl away at the press of play
word play is outdated
9-3-03
untitled
it all started the same
flickering hair uneasy stares
side glanced winks brings
a moment of thought
to constant fantasy
she said “I miss the love
of a holding hand
of a soft kiss
thinking of this
makes me blush around you”
makes me blush around you
my hand longs for yours
to rip off that ring
and take you away
on my own
on our own
9-2-03