• Plauged Rabbit

    as i sit and ponder
    to where the stars wander
    i realize that I'd like a carrot
    i think of ancient greece ad how all things cease
    you have the epaulette now wear it
    and it saddens me
    this dark world i see
    in many ways lacking merrit
    and though it sounds vague
    my death's in this plauge
    and I really would like a carrot


    Amor

    My loving one
    I take you in my arms
    I kiss you gently
    I brush your hair back behind your ears

    even in silence
    I hear your soft angelic soprano
    when my eyes shut
    the only thing i can see is you

    oh, how beautiful
    those lips, rained on by moonlight
    as our eyes meet
    love becomes so much more than a word