Sunday

this park closes at dusk.


our lies are written by our souls,
and our eyes see it all.
we can experience love in an instant.
stars will tell you when it is going to rain.
and the sweet songs of birds at night
will certainly fill your brain.
close your eyes and count to five.
this world is beautiful.
it's yours and mine.


bug.


honeycombs, funeral homes and sunset eyes.
the ocean will swallow us whole,
so promise to hold on to my fingers tight.
don't be afraid, we've got each other.
moon light dances, disco moms and a white van,
pay me twenty five cents and you can come in.

clock


when the clock ticks
my mind wanders
it goes to places 
my own soul don't 
even know.

i wish i could sing the way you play.

stuck between two nails like a piece of wood
my love belongs to my king,
but my soul is forever alone.
no one can fix that.
only i will understand.
so don't get sad, wipe 
those tears dry. my mind
is all ours. my body will dance 
above you on this strange night.
i will love you forever.

meet me in wonderland.


keyboards singing us love songs.
 we walk down the trail together.
tress lead the way.
 insects dancing at our toes.
flowers smiling and bees humming.
summer in wonderland is
what i need with you.

strawberry jam

reaching for the sunlight cus i cant see it.
Saturday is in one more week
and my child is on his way back from Texas.
they offer free wisdom and love don't miss the bus
it's free with one smile.

poem.

making banana bread.
purple lipstick.
grass grows slow in america.