Burning the midnight oil needs one gasoline Standing tall waiting for you with my feathers

I’m shivering & shaking with no clothing raw & naked exposed to raw feeling it’s dissolving

I once read that, “It’s not the length of life, but… This statement I feel is true bey… How do people believe that time is more important than depth or feeli…

Do you think if people thought about tomorrow would it change today for them I wish I could have better control over my feelings

Riding fast she paid no attention broken mirrors it wasn’t there it was in the half left shield she noticed, it was her, it was her face, deep lines

The sand felt like ice cream On my naked toes The water splashed My brown legs With vicious, furious force

As the smoke lingered on her lips she wondered....of her lover where his words true? Did he mean the things he spoke of… Could it be real, could it be true…

Even though I know I probably won’t Be able To read That... tomorrow...

As I sit here, alone I wonder Why is it I want you Why do I feel like

What we forget Is our own control That we control Our own lives I let you

I felt my world unwinding under your fingertips I felt solace, the moon air tingled across my body I said I was cold