A kiss from a rose,On a beautiful sunset nightAs the sun casts down,It’s golden rays of light. Upon the cotton candy clouds,Turning them bright red; fire redAs they dip into the sea,Disappearing over the horizon. As the waves crashing,Upon the cliffs Breaking the silence,As my English Rose kissed me. As we held each other,In a lovers embraceLocking lips as we kissed,Sealing the moment forever.  Walking hand in hand,Homewa...

Upon the dewy vale alightsThe misty morning shroudA rustic shack upon the heightsIs cloaked within the cloud I take a breath to view the sightAnd pause my weary climbWhile o'er my head the doves alightTo coo a song sublime The moment grabs my aching heartI wish never to leaveBut knowing that I must departI make myself believe That someday will I come againUpon that day I prayYour hand will be in my hand whenWe walk again...

In Northwestern BrazilColumbia and PeruIs the Amazon rainforestI kid you not, it's trueMillions of kilometresOf trees that reach the skiesCountless rivers running through itYou won't believe your eyesIt's the largest tropical rainforestBigger than all the restHome to twenty percent of the world's bird speciesThe place is truly blessedYou must be super carefulWhere inside you wanderOr you'll find yourself coming face to fa...

Love is love, when love wins. Determined not, by the way one spins! Love is oh... so much deeper than that. It's not about what's under your hat. Love is what you feel in your heart. One can't flip a switch,to make it start. You have no control,or even a say. When love bites, and comes your way. Beauty, they say is skin deep. Infatuation, knocks you off your feet. Beneath the outer layer. Every soul becomes a player. When...

I stand and stare, studying her sheer beauty, her sweet face concentrating and full of love framed by the golden strands of long red hair that flow far down her back. Her white dress, inlaid with golden threads and adorned with a gold belt, covers her feet and trails over the stone steps behind her and, atop her head, the circlet of gold that signifies her status. In her outstretched hand she holds a sword, resting it on...

Beauty makes me feel, Makes anyone feel who is human, Who actually feels as a human, Makes us feel.Music makes me feel,Makes anyone feel who is human,Who actually feels as a human, Makes us feel.Beauty and music. Together,As one thing.They are one.We sense them. We sense them with our eyes and our ears. And our noses,Bringing to us the wonder of odors, perfumes, blossoms on the vine,Smells that make us feel sublime. The w...

Two thousand years ago There was a woman of exceptional beauty, So exceptional, the legend goes, That whenever she looked At her reflection in a pond, The fish would forget how to swim, And sink down into the darkness. Two thousand years later, I have forgotten how to live, Crushed by a vision of her ghost.

We boil spring water to make tea, Sitting on a grassy knoll above the water.The waterfall continues as it has always done,Ten thousand years with little change.How many lovers have sat as we have,Happy and content above this spring?I'm a cautious man,But this woman's a water dragon.She takes off all her clothes,And leaps in from our heights above.AD 865

A warm spring night under the skyscrapers I stand under a blossoming tree Each flower burning and sparkling in orange light As a street lamp burns From within its tangled branches. The beautiful sight takes me back to Nashville last spring, And you - shimmering under a blossom tree too. You, me, and a friend, How I wished then that you could be mine, The music of your spirit still ringing in my ears, The music of your pre...

I stopped on the walk  Frozen right where I stood Before me I saw a beauty A one of kind treasure The one and only you Your ever changing eyes  Sparkle green, grey, and blue Your dazzling smile  With slightly pointed teeth Is framed by soft plump lips Of the gentlest pink Your dark brown red curls Fall round your pale face You are a true beauty Full of intrigue and grace Good morning beauty Good morning to you I dip my he...

Wanderer's blood coursed through my ancestors' veins, Boiling under wind-stretched sails off Africa’s coast, Thousands of miles from their European homes. Their blood stirred at the vast mysteries before them, Legends and rumors of the dark continent, devourer of men, Pulsating through their thoughts As they stepped onto the red soil for the first time. Their wanderlust stirs and boils within my blood too. Echoes of the d...

In the city late at night,Just me, my music, and my gun.A light drizzle through the haze,Orange light posts shine along the street,Illuminating millions of droplets in the halos.Hard cruel and dangerousBut beautiful too.I walk the city late at night,Just me, my music, and my gun.

All I have is her words All I have is remnants of her soul One thousand years later Cutting me deep With the awareness of her existence. How can a man desire a woman From an entirely different time and place?

It was all my fault, really. I did this to myself, I let people control me. I listened to the hungry barks of men and the curling breaths of the hounds around me and let the big bad wolf get to me. At least I learned my lesson, at least I know now that I'm actually worth something, and that I could have bloomed liked I was supposed to given more time, given better circumstances, given more love. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I...

Pop an amphetamine and follow the tracesI'm awake for daysin this drowning world always Boiling beneath the surfacesOf hard cruel faces.They tell me I'm an assholeFor calling shit - shittyBut your world, lets be honest, ain't pretty.I can feel it in my armsI can feel it in my legsEnergy of the stars flowing through my veins.I'm coming down like a meteorAt 4AMPrepping for the Minotaur migraineWith Greek fireand waterand fu...