She

She’s fire, my desire She lights up the darkest skies She’s gold, shines bright Fills your heart, mind and soul throughout Her eyes, she has beautiful brown eyes A lifetime isn’t enough to stop gazing at them They are round, perfect and expresses her soul She’s so beautiful, just perfectly whole I can write about...

An ode to a lot

The beginning of the end is the end of the beginning. What never began could never end, what can not end should not begin. Twisted tales and complex trails, leads to mindless games and deadly aches The irony of life is great, especially when you try to get straight