a snowy day in the courtyard is really quite lovely and fresh
but you and I together could never quite seem to mesh
he is so quiet I wonder if he cares
he'd probably crumble up and die if he so much as dares
his eyes are beautiful yet cold, cruel and hard
once you look very deep into them they're very hard to disregard
don't make me any promises that you can't keep
I'd be rather surprised if you were to ever let me see you weep
you're cerebral distant aloof and mocking
to see your true self beyond that for me was really
quite shocking
with you in your storage of cold
and I in my fire of spring
we put together
added up to what amounted to absolutely nothing
though when we loved we loved as one
but when we hated we were all too quickly done
at one time you name it and we were it
odd balls, lame brains, crack pots, and what ever what nots,
we just couldn't seem to pull the essential us together
we only knew how to rip it apart
It was not a simple pity it was an angry agony
that our bodies combined neither had a heart
I loved you my soul I will not lie
I never cheated you even once but its all over now and all I have left to do is to lay down and quietly die
(written Sept. 3,1987)