You live in a world where no Gods exist where fantasy’s real and wishes will die Nefarious creatures you face by the dozens to do nothing more than than leer and tell lies. But how do you yield to a power so bold To lurch to the front of this crowd? Without leaving truths spun so even and fine yet speak in harsh words so terribly loud. Time to throw in the towel, leave through the door put the past far from that part of your mind Of course the best path to take this time ’round Verify any old clues you can easily find.
A sweet little chirp to say hello on a beautiful day near the sea A sweep of the waves wash worry away And let happiness build up inside me No hostile thoughts can tear at my mind For at the front of my mind love will be.
My actions seemed quite outrageous I suppose you’d call them daft to see my equine partner bard in a coat and hat The suit was made of armor A fetish I admit To see a horse so handsome Disposable’d never fit I swallowed any angst now to point out my big guy No cheater could they call me Only authentic did I buy He was the utmost handsome I really must admit But how can I clean real armor when it’s full of horse’s shit?
Limbs pruned from the large, green pine severed from the roots cut so deeply As if a door has shut out all light and an immanent cold settles All spatial reasoning gone rationed by the falling snow Any breath is a deviation from the warmth and beauty of spring’s sweet air and peaceful breeze
Once upon a time in an ordinarily boring way a stodgy tribal chief made a platter out of clay He measured inch by inch the details are a blur He awakened the next afternoon His speech a weak, low slur The pastor in the town came giving out good vibes His beatitudes were sincere He knew the chief imbibes They sat quiet in a chair to ponder the last day and realized with a start there was a new ceramic tray. The tray was full of food there was fruit and a lot of meat They lunched and said with grace That each bite’s a yummy treat.
Bite your tongue he said to me While nipping at my toes A keyboard lay there silently The candle burns and then it glows I’m swept away by his soft words Quickly drying up my tears As if a load is taken back A halfpence trade for years My neck begins to slowly flush My heart just skips a beat My love for him continues on He is my heart’s sweet treat I pinch myself to make sure now that this is all true life when suddenly he asks me if I want to be his wife.