A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure"
~ Charlie Chaplin
Three words, three syllables
Three pounds to my chest
One quick breath
The clicks of tongue to teeth
My flesh would melt
Fall off my bones like slippery silk
Waves of pleasure would flow
Like the ocean on the eve of a
Hurricane
Why, are three words so difficult?
Are we on a sinking ship?
Titanic, only one voyage
Captain and ship to greet the sea
Speak with your heart
Open up to me
I will mend the wounds
I will melt the chains
There is nothing to fight
No game to win
Time is not continuous
There may not be another day
Souls do not remain forever