You play me with your jazz & leave me with the blues.

Each timewe bow to thefeet of anythingwe find riveting,the mind rises tobe surprised withnew crowningdiamonds ofcreativity.

I keepholding upthe mirror of the sun,so you can see the stunningreflections of everythingyou’re becom-ing.

The moon & sun were just friends til that night the sun couldn’t depart before dark snowed in under an avalanche of stars & poetry was born.

The head of all flower heads is one flower; the sunflower in the sky, that gives the others vivid color stemming from the inside.

Live in the shadow of the moon until you're bright enough to give birth to your own suns.

You broughtme your darkness& I loved youwith the radianttears of athousand suns.

You're only as good as your next thought of yourself.

You're only as good as you're next thought of yourself.