Saturday, April 14, 2007


and they all lost the key
hidden in the clay of tomorrow
waiting to be found forever

broken to not be without
sorrows for religion amiss
and how they all lost her key


destiny became euphoric miracles
jasmine smells and his legend
escaping dark rains with severe miles
love surrenders to bathe him clean

Tomorrow comes and so does desire
never told them so but was too clever
wine and tales with her beautiful smiles
and emptiness inside to burn the nights

He loved her solitude but not enough
to stop growing and wiping them clean
voices screamed pretty victory Alex
while he buried his key