Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part.
Whan that Aprille with hise shoures soote
If I could tell you I would let you know.
Heights are not what scare me
i sing of Olaf glad and big
Virtue is a thing that defies easy measure.Friendsfriends
Lost in the deserts of fear, I'm waiting.
I am tired of tears and laughter.
hanging on your frequency, strung out on your love
Release the viper from your lips, precious sting.
Trees leaning into the wind, holding back the tide
blue-silver rime of frozen hearts washed up on your edges
that which does not kill us.....
the brick through your complacent windshield
one way or other, all was blue....
It's little I care what path I take
They heard her chanting her deathsong
love like shrapnel drenched in heart's blood
It's necessary to reserve a secret vice.
time is eternal
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
They took some honey, and plenty of money Wrapped up in a five pound note.
Edit: If you want to, you can add 'Dudes, I need a career where every day I can say: "I threw down my enemy and smote his ruin upon the mountainside." ' to the last poem...Current Mood: