Circular motion formed in a gold band made special for the Man and Women.
Before the Father and the Son is formed the union from Our everlasting joining of hands.

The gold band a symbol of unity between Man and Woman that is ordained by God.The law of God's institution forever made a law in the Old Testament Bible.

When the Golden band is placed circular on her finger.
Our Bond is formed with God the moment of our everlasting pledge.

min(no) newt effect on me.

As part and parcel of terpsichorean repertoire,
one whirling dervish
flaps his wings at the speed of sound.

Sitting on the floor
Watching the moment pass by

Andrew is changing the locks on the doors of my new house
Eva and Carson are having a dance party in the empty living room

There’s no furniture
There’s no Wi-Fi

Just family
love
and peace

This house has never been more full.

The idea of the devils power
A false sense of peace
Laced through the body of the city
Blood thirsty but effective

First, a drop of your blood
More may come from far away
Go up and fight the feelings
And desperately hopes it’s true

Put pressure on the Santa
By the ghosts who destroy the rocks
And not bothering to dress
The door shall unlock

She drops silently to the ground
Longing for a bit of fun
Scowling into the ocean wind
Put the skeletons inside

At first, a mere amusement, an old relic of decay,
set by the fire to draw a crowd, and swindle coins away.
Some gazed in awe, uneasy, shivering in their places,
while reckless others, fingers ran, through its hollowed spaces.

A death corrupt, a suicide, the devil owns its face,
bones sit slouched in the pub, rotted in disgrace.
Its vacant eyes, grinning jaw, as if to jest or speak,
‘til one night it raised a finger, to voice his cruel critique.

our appetizer
consumed watching you nibble
whets my appetite

parts of my life have been very surrealistic in childhood with my mother in a department store
mistook people and manikins allways daydreaming in grade school
once at health class drawing future cars Teacher showed ughedit to class they mockingly
laughed in college they sometimes laughed

I'm returning
to what I can be.
I'm heading
in the right direction.
It is easy to see,
to feel.

Progress
is a wonderful word.
I love it.
I'm making it
every day.

It is not becoming
what I used to be.
That's gone.
I'm a different person.
I'm making different decisions.

He is the Lion who guards you,
a sleepy little lamb
when you are in your persona
of helpless, puts you in a jam.

Predators all the world over
seeking to take a bite,
they see you as a tender meal
to be savored by candlelight.

As your protector He stands point
to see you snug and warm
dreams of greenest grass and clover
may they forever be the norm.