Moth

"Butterfly kisses from here and to there Marking the spots where I wish to fare Mapping the places I wish not to miss When I arrive with my butterfly kiss Knowing that each place which I mark Will beco..."

"She reaches for the dial on the radio Tuning into some late night talking show. Alone again in her empty old room Missing her lover, sitting in the old gloom. Her tired smile will be renewed and soon ..."

"The song says that suicide is painless Me I think it is for fools The very thing seems to be brainless Unless you know the rules. There are always rules for suicide, I’m sure They must be in good tas..."

"Petals of flowers, essence of musk Stirred together in a cauldron of dusk. Two drops of some sweet personality, Soaked through with steamy sensuality Perfumes of a hot and erotic lust Blended into a b..."

"Holding my breath, I barely move Sensing that to do so might Cause you to feel unsure As you explore the possibility Of pursuing our sexuality, to where We do more than only touch Feeling this too muc..."

"Look at the child, O’ mother of pride. Something deep within has died. The ashy faced child trembling inside. What terrible deeds, how to hide? Look at the child, O’ mother of pride. Touch the child,..."