The First Vine

You cannot replicate something once it’s a creation Do try again The vein will sure be wasted It is now time you dine Do well the first kind and reap the Great Vine

A Modest With A Dark Extreme

A modest with a dark extreme Lying in the clouds ~ whose dreams Barefoot below ~ within who glows High call ~ Their rise Wide pitch ~ Black eyes Wolf spiders and bees ~ hawks in trees Does anybody really know Who is She?

Meditation Music

Songbird, bird of flight and song heard Herd of words, melody of chime and verbs Tunings serve greater methodical Wings of Fur

My Vision Duet

Hypnotic and erotic Your soul psyche is exotic Universal dine and goddess To taste your Magic is my florist Depth and duty do you flourish You’re the beauty that I nourish Unending power that we current Could your love reveal my soul Can you make my heart whole Is this home you must own Erotic…

Head Magic

Get out of my scene and into my view These words who inspire you also insult you Magic mockery I’m laughing, are you? I’m crying, you too? Head magic Heart tragic These words will break you

Very Grand Here

For the longest time I thought I lost it Still may have I don’t know In corners of shelves of a monster teeny hell I thought I hid my pain pretty well Still may have I don’t know For the longest time I thought I lost it Very grand and here’s what the cost is

Yes Man, No Sir

Disagree with me I want to hear your opposing view Do not say yes just to amuse Do you mean yes or are we both now confused Are you in fact true Are you being you? I want to hear your opposing view

Burnt Personality And A Secret

I couldn’t stop if I wanted I could only slow the roll and by that I was killing it cold That secret of a secret life Burnt personality and a secret life got this beat of strife in my inner recesses of a tangled life A mixture of kind, a roll of dice A dollop…