Yuck! Gross! I won't eat that
This food looks like a run over rat
It's green and gross, kind of icky,
It smells like a sewer and is really sticky
The pace car is out leading the pack
slowly it moves around the track
the cars then speed up at a fast clip
no treads on these tires makes it easy to slip
An Unheard Cry
Your love is indeed perfect, perfectly refined
such a love anyone would desire as I do for mine.
Closely I follow your lead hoping my life will turn around
yet I miss your footprints and stumble and fall down.
I dream of a sky pink, orange and blue
hughes of purple are scattered there too.
Each color softly fades as the night starts to invade
but until this lovely site is through
Forever and always, always and a day,
until every hair on my head turns grey.
Wherever you go and whatever you do,
I hope you always know that baby I love you.
You Create My Solitude
You're in the other room, I left to avoid your stare
i gaze into your eyes yet all i do is touch your hair
i saw true joy as laughter escaped your lips,
i want to feel your skin run smooth under my fingertips