Last night I met up with my soul on a cold dark roadFed up of me many many years agoAny idea what it is to be dead like me?Do you think you'd be able to feel warmth & love...

I had been sober forawhile and was getting thatitch to drink.I couldn't recall thedegradation and misery ofthe last drunk, a few monthsearlier.It was spring, and I was standingoutside of the flophouse, I wasstaying at.Just then, a big sunflower ofa...

Come to me,in that long stride and sway of your walkwhich incites anticipation.Your eyes though reach me first –Oh, the intensity of your gaze.Such concentration of powerand compassion within those pearly eyes,I cannot help but be stunned and awed.Come...