One day I’ll paint the perfect sunset-- if I can only find the words.

She was too busy wishing on shooting stars to see the dreams come true around her.

Break my heart and you will find yourself inside. 

She was cool— the whole world seemed to spin around her in smooth jazz.

Drugs to mehave always beena pretty girl with a sly smilebeckoning mewith a finger down the dark path of a fork in the road.

When it comes to love we are primates breaking stickswhile pointing to our hearts.

Poetry, is a life long war wagedagainst ineffable beauty.

I LIVE MY LIFESO HAPPILY IN CRAZY WITH HER.

Songs live longer than kingdoms.