A young man wandered along Life's road seeking his fortune so well, When he stumbled upon a sweet, young maid weeping in a misty green dale. "What causes your tears, young maid," said he, "who left you here all alone? You must soon seek shelter for the day will soon be gone." "I wait here … Continue reading Rime of the Willow–1995
Darling you are to me, dearly bringing me closer to death--and life. But forever you call, and never are you near. Dare you stay from me, refusing my ecstacy. 1993
I don't read the papers (except for 'Ann Landers'). I refuse to watch CNN. I had friends who fought a war just to prove a point. (real macho) I see healthy people starving in the streets on my way to work. I see teenagers with babies they don't want, selling drugs they don't need. Lots … Continue reading Portrait of the Artist as a Young Adult–1993
Did you ever tell a lie you swore was the truth (i love you)? Have you forgotten meaningless promises (we'll never part) that were so important then? Have you ever lived a fairy tale (till death do us part) or a fold story (she meant nothing to me), even on accident? 1993
When they said--"to have and to hold", I loved you. "For richer or for poorer", I wanted you. "In sickness and in health", I needed you. "Till death do you part", I doubted you. 1993
yes, they are real--or so they say. those things that go BUMP in the night aren't always in the imagination. but you don't really want to think about that now, do you? because now you're safe from them. aren't you? your cross protects you, doesn't it? so come to me and I will calm your … Continue reading Goblins–1993
Amazing what a sleepless night will let us see. Your eyes sparkle. Your smile delights. Your disposition seems to soften. Maybe I should get more sleep. Or less. Because right now, you seem so perfect for me, and we both know you aren't. 1993
Hung jury-- that means no one can agree on a decision. That's where I am. The two separate people inside me can't decide on a road to travel--or whether or not to have a companion. 1993
Don't cage me--I will go where I please. Don't display me--I perform for no one. Don't put me in a jar; for an innocent glass jar can suffocate and strangle even the best intentions. I will not survive under a microscope. Don't dissect me--I reveal myself to no one. Don't pin me--I will torture myself … Continue reading The Glass Butterfly–1988
Diamonds are too cold to hold love. Rubies don't sparkle enough. Emeralds are the color of jealousy. Zircons hold false value. Nothing can match the jewels in your kind eyes and loving arms. 1991
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