the stars that shine
do so because of the darkness
that surrounds them

I can make you shine...

having a crush
feels like the word itself

lonely I have been for so long, so long
with a life full of wrongs,  I'm now alone
see, once I was loved by the man above
but now I only hear a mourning dove

could you please look in your purse?
you see, I gave you all my love
and left none for me

I'm sure I gave you plenty
and I so desperately need some now
please, could you return
a bit of that love I filled you with?

because I still have none for me
as you throw it all away to an abyss
could you please look in your purse?
I'm sure my love is spilling from it!

she was the type of woman
that would float him
to conversations with angels
in one delicious word

and he, well...he was the type of man
that would sensually massage
her strawberry lips
with his thumb and index
to an absolute silence

so that he would not elevate
with her candy filled words
above her pedestal of worship

she is the exception
when my only rule in life
is not

last turn of our moon
celestial body looms
I will be home soon