History Is Wonderful. We Have

I Think Life Is Cotton Candy On A Rainy Day. For Those Who Grew Up With Cotton Candy The Old-fashioned Way, It Is Very Delicate. Pre-made Cotton Candy That Has Preservatives Is Not Nearly As Good Or True. True Cotton Candy Is Sugar, Color, And Air And It Melts Very Quickly. That Was The Metaphor - It Can't Be Preserved, It Can't Be Put Aside, It Can't Be Banked. It Has To Be Experienced, Like Life.

If You Were A Pure Bolt Of Fire-cutting The Skies I'd Touch You-risking My Life-not Because I'm Brave Or Strong, But Because I'm Fascinated By What The Outcome Would Be.

In Law School They Teach You That Everything Is A Contract; Well, In Poetry Everything Is A Narrative.

I’ve Not Learned The Acceptable Way Of Saying You Fascinate Me...i’ve Not Even Learned How To Say I Like You Without Frightening People Away-

I Move On Feeling And Have Learned To Distrust Those Who Don't.