The Poetry Book.

"Two bodiesfriends lovers mates for lifeor so they thought.Differencesaromas of the paststench of the present.Hear the children cryWondering why. Written June 1st, 2001 © on Nov 12 2001 01:34 PM PST  ..."

"The night,dark and heavy,weighed upon my brow.The concerns of the eveningwere many,though one stood outabove them all.It was the passingof time.There was nothing I could doto stop it.All my attemptsen..."

"When I look at you, I see delicate bubbles dancing and gliding on a soft, gentle breeze when I, myself, am a child playing in the warm gentle sun. When I look at you, I see sweet smelling flowers pai..."

"'Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder' And when I gaze into your eyes, I see something more beautiful than dewdrops, Glistening on the petals of an early morning rose. I see something more beautiful ..."

"The Mood. The night was young and the moon stood slightly over the horizion, yielding the night sky to the dancers of old. A warm soft breeze caressed our shoulders, sending a wave of relaxation thro..."

"If only I could dream of a time in spring when the days would last a thousand years, And the lovers would run as the children once done into the fields of butterfly wings. If only the rain could ..."