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Are you a wolf?
Or your a deer?
I see your hurt
I know your fear

Are you an angel
With sly evil eyes?
Or your a demon
With kind angel smiles?
I`m confused
I don`t know what to feel
Are you all made of lies
Or being real?

Who are you?

Dark shadow of the night
That hides the sun?
Or an early morning light
Just woke up for some fun?

I guess you`re the ocean-
Dark blue and deep
The book of hidden secrets
I`m not afraid to read...

At first communications,
May be a little rough.
Silly misunderstandings,
And other mundane stuff.

But we keep working at it,
And things just might work out.
I'll do my part, I promise,
Of that please have no doubt.

When time passes with no word,
We tend to worry so.
But then we find the reason,
It helps so much to know.

So please don't give up ever,
And neither so will I.
Each storm we two shall weather,
As long as we both try.

Two familiar strangers
caught in storm
snow fell heavily
she was young
so was he

wild at heart
she was inside
her mask of
innocence she wore
standing at the door


opposites attract
inside both we were
she could wear
the barbary coast
and her flaming hair


now in the snowdrift
caught we were
and all that
was in her
could burst
were it not cold


you need to find
the wicked side
i can do that for you
in conversations
gone before


and now
we stood
not knowing
not showing
but eyes
looked on
and deep
as was the snow
and before
a word could come
the van had come
for us to go
to our seperate homes
i left her
as the van drew off
she looked at me
and i knew
she could have done
what she had said
but never did..

she said it was fantastic
but I think she was lying
so...here I float
and ponder...
am I sleeping with a liar
or am I fantastic
hmm...
maybe she's a fantastic liar
and I'm a lousy lover?
or lucky lover...
to find a good liar to sleep with
so...there it is
right? I've found what?
must we question every single circumstance?
I don't know...just let me get some sleep...

knife shine on rock,
wife shine on _ock,

life drive to dock,
with her knock.

I hunger ...

In the house of our father's genius
I seek neither flesh nor skin
gentle touch nor vicious slap
but only the image.

In my mind I have
of flowing white robes,
a strong gray stallion
and clear blue water
from which all thirst is quenched.

To ride the winds of hunger
to the oasis all around
us we fill our desires of
each other, not mortal sin
or earthly cares,
but of mental stimuli.

When the time comes
For the hawk to be tamed
The dove will not be near,
but close enough
to hear the predator's cry silenced

Only the desert will allow
the images of oasis and trees and water
For once having drunk the hawk must fly.
A never ending story for the knowing
and the loving.

There, over there!!!! Can you not see?
The most beautiful allure in all the world?
Like the burden of silk upon most delicate lips.
Taste with your eyes, drink with your eyes.

Oh my god, she is beyond life itself.
Bring my soul to me so that she may consume it.
She looks this way, but what is this?
She sees me not? She sees me not!

I stand before her, but she looks past me.
Am I invisible? Am I here? Is this perhaps a dream?
A dream. Oh! not a dream, please no.

I see you,see You,like a fox I smell you,smell you, Sweet scent

Yes like a fox, from a far, timid, scared but not deterred

For Seasons now, and many reasons, I stalk you, Oh! from a far

You are so sleek, impeccably tweaked,I am weak yet not deplete


Yet I so strong and so bold, still fear my pack could see me cold

They would surely set me straight, like the humans, annihilate

But like the animal that I am,I have the wisdom and the plan

For my sweet Vixen, I am Man, and lookout whatever wants to stand

The sky has turned grey
The leaves gone from the trees
A cold wind replaces
The warm summer breeze

Birds have flown south
I watched them flock together
In their hundreds, across the sky, they soared
In search of warmer weather

The garden is bare, summer colours asleep
The buds of winter blooms, just beginning to peep
Squirrels gathering their winter crop
Scurrying around they never seem to stop

The dark nights are drawing ln
How long the night appears to be
Memories of those long summer nights
When you lay here with me

You picked me summer flowers
we sat together on the lawn
sitting under a starlit sky
often chatting until dawn

I savoured every moment,
mine was not to reason why
When come the end of summer,
you would have to say goodbye


Summer love, bright and breezy
Bittersweet, we had to part
The warmth of the memory, of hot summer nights
Through the winter, they'll warm my heart!

Through a half open window
a warm summer breeze
breathed a honeysuckle
fragrance throughout that
ol' farmhouse..

A gentle breeze teased
the curtains into a
playful sway..

Only the moon knows
the night, and her
secrets lay with the
shadows that dance
accross the walls..

Tonight.. there is no
sound except two lovers
locked in passions heat..

Tonight.. hungry souls are
served a raging passion..

Spilled wine soaks the satin
sheets, and gasps of joy
become a night song..

My arms and back are
breaking, but I cannot
stop..
No.. I shall not stop..

I am a prisoner of her love..

I am delirious with wanting
her..

The moon will not set me
free until she is chased
away by a burning sun..

But sunrise will not find
us sleeping..

Blame it on the moon~