Sweet times, urging death, I taunt her
Saying "With your direst breath
will you please haunt me", and yet she apprehends me and
she smiles at my laughs. Hard not to Love her...
Sweet Death, Who would have thought?

Oh No I told you before, death, I love you, tooo, tooo sweet,
when, oh when shall we meet...?
In the meantime = I Love life, but you are always my betrothed...

One Autumn day, I was absorbed in a leaf
the color of a heart
Almost red, and ready to fall down

Spending time and asking it's existence
I realized it as mother and daughter
of the tree combined

Such sweet subsistence!!
Sweet snowfalls followed
My heart entwined

Too purely real to be real
but it was
Sweet subsistence true

And they just asked
if she was real

And I just asked
And you?

compassion
suffer
them
offer

accept
gift
returned
unwrapped

angel
cried
try
more

Fantasies over-ride and dreams enchant with lovely themes
beyond any thoughts that could be thought
the world bespeaks of right and wrong
and it seems to be that, "naw" it can't be that

So where does it all lead? Carried on by non-thoughts
with non-understandings, Moving along
carried along by the winds of the Universes' songs
Wandering on by letting loose of poor ego's wants

Maybe then there are new thoughts to be thought?