You Paid For Every Second

Poppies Bleed Petals Of Sheer Excess. You And I, This Sweet Battle Ground.

What Was The Point In Such Loneliness Among People. At Least If You Were By Yourself, You Had A Good Reason To Be Lonely.

For She Is My Love, And Other Women Are But Big Bodies Of Flame.

Life Should Always Be Like This. ... Like Lingering Over A Good Meal.

Their Love As A Dragonfly, Skimming Over Echo Park, Stoppin To Visit The Lotus. Eating Dreams And Drinking Blue Sky.