respect for life
excursions to such literature's edge
you see me in the magic of waiting
and so beats the heart for such meaning
though looking doesn't always know best
the winding ways of love
and yet they are chocolate experiences
third in line for life's exploring roads
happiness is
a nice feeling to come home to
a love I could never put away
so I hang you in my heart
and let your love grow inwardly out
you bedazzle and baffle me every time
you even consider the idea of your lips
brushing themselves fully upon my own
you are a delicious spider
and I am the web you weave
'To Your Wayward Unworried Will'..........
(June 21, 2008 920am)