love is for a lifetime not only for a day
something that you keep and never throw away
it his there to cherish to last your whole life through
a gift thats locked inside especially for you.

when  your gift is open you will get to know
your heart inside will feel it as it begins to flow
keep it there for ever dont let it slip away
love is for a lifetime not only for a day

We gave because we feel that we must
We gave because we know it’s the right thing to do
We gave because we were corner into giving
We gave from the kindness of our hearts

Giving is not always a fear exchange.
occasionally we get shortchange
Giving is a guilty conscience: you give me something
I have to return the favor. Some givers like to
stay out of the limelight:  that’s me
it’s best way out :  no acceptance speech

No you
“shouldn’t have,
it was so generous of you
You are so kind to think of me".

Giving is like uncut rough diamond,
it never sparkles until it polish

I'm sorry I'm so difficult to love.

I'm sorry you can't love me with one hand.
One holding my hand and the other on your phone with an ambulance on speed dial. I'm sorry I have the impulse to hide myself whenever I'm with you. It's not that I dont want people to see you with me but more of I dont want people to see me with you  because you're amazing and I'm ****** up and you're way up there and I'm down here and you're beautiful and I look like a foot and you're smart and I'm dumb as a ******* ******* rock and I know you keep telling me I'm not but I cant I cant I cant I just cant ******* fathom why'd you'd love me and why you cant ******* see that I'm a just an early monday morning, a long walk home when you're tired, a bad hang over, a test you didnt study for. I'm just something you have to get through. I'm sorry you have to go through me. I hope you feel better when it's done.

there was a little dragon he couldnt blow a flame
for the poor dragon this was such a shame
everytime he tried the flame it wasnt there
a dragon without fire this was very rare

while walking through the woods he began to cry
spotted by a fairy who was passing by
dragon told the fairy is fire it had gone
he had lost his flame and fire he had none

dont worry said the fairy i know what to do
i will wave my wand a cast a spell for you
she waved her magic wand  then dragons flame returned
to restore his flame was all he ever yearned

dragon he was happy and could blow a flame once more
a proper little dragon like he was before.

Got some plastic balloons today
The kind that reek of noxious fumes
And blew them into iridescent shapelessness with all my breath
Then obliterated them into a series of sticky messes

Naked he was, you clothed him
Hungry he was, you fed him
Cynical he was, you died for him
Sinner he was, you believed in him
Selfish he was, you shared everything
Blind he was,you gave him light
Ungrateful he was, you gave him the world
Rich and proud he was, you made him a ruler
Godless he was, you remained steadfast..

Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and
choose the sign of your day
The day’s divinity
First thing you see.
A vast radiant beach
in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.
Choose, they croon, the Ancient Ones
The time has come again
Choose now, they croon,
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
Everything is broken up and dances.