Whoever thought it wise
To link our circuits up inside
to laugh, to swoon, to dream, to cry
I must ask, with a hopeless sigh,

Wonder Why


When the blue sky pours rain on the unexpected
When the bright sun burns the skin it warms
When a helping hand pushes

The cliffs so worthy

The water so real

Rocks bombarded with the waves

As the grass climbs the wall

The merriful birds beat

Traveling alone on a misty bog in hopes to catch berries or game tail
with my erotic arrow of a mind that made me very blind..destined

It's only an excuse
What does it mean?
Anyway
They say it's only human nature
Greed, laziness, hatred
They may be right
But that