White dress and a sticky mess all over your conscience Happy is your day today, but forever is your penance Sweetness seeps from lipstick smiles, then "pursed-l...

Competing is what we do Whether it's for first chair in the orchestra pit or for academic scholarships, We compete We compete over who has the fastest car, the ...

"Are you hungry?" he asked "Care to join me in a bite of thought?" I looked and the table and said, "thank-you for your kindness, but really, I'm not" "C'mon, l...

Summertime Lick your lips Summer time Curl your callused fingertips around the sound of Summertime Lick your lips How can we possibly employ a better mood alte...

We are ready to fight We are ready to fight it all We are ready to fight with our minds We are ready to fight with our words Let me ask you: Who is going to pol...

Somewhere between this bench and the tabletop, I am staring down at my fraying jeans Threads that dangle, strangle instensity and there's an absentee thought sw...

We drove straight into the morning, watched the shadows slowly lift, the blackness shift and turn to navy, purple, teal and the perfect sky blue Somehow, the di...

We spent the hour on a random bar's balcony with beer and view you don't ask anything about me, you don't offer much about you It's been a year, and I hear you'...

I am down to my last pair of underwear and it seems to me that it's long past time to do laundry I swear, I never do anything until I absolutely have to, until ...

When a Gypsy Makes Her Violin Cry My lips are still but a haunting thrill fans a smouldering fire When a gypsy makes her magic strings sigh Again to me comes t...