The Old Folks and me

"Nothing much to me but a little script of print, not even a broken pencil or a rigid speck of ink, not a body worth a breath nor a thought that's worth a penny, if I wait until tomorrow, perhaps th..."

"Seems like yesterday, I see nakedness...forced on a dark floor staring wide-eyed into a comic book of women. Flesh appears before my eyes but, feeling pains are built inside, unknowing what was r..."

"Throughout time, the days and hours, we've come to cherish, for nothing compares to those moments we've shared and the dreams we've built upon. Just like a sunrise and the sunset near, my endless th..."

"Further the field of butterflies where I lay, I drift into paradise-a blue topaz sea while my wild weeds sway-dancing softly to a melody. Bluebirds are chirping unlike impatient sea gulls perched..."

"You stroke my mind and caress my soul. I yearn for desire. You make me whole. You wink bearing soft design. You are beautifully a piece of art. Eyes you are so heavenly true. They softly whisper ..."

"Her oblong stars were twinkling,  'round that gold-plated ring, wrapped around her wrinkled finger, till sunrise they would shine again.These little eyes surely sparkled, staring at her blistered fing..."