Modern Artifacts |
http://www.yelp.com/biz/modern-artifacts-san-franc... Posted by on Fri, 14 Aug 2009 18:11:00 GMT |
Blood Oranges |
So, this is how it happened. It was just me, him lying there on the bed. The hot sun in the window, my skirt between my thighs blocking my secrets, exposing my knees. Him and I, we were ta... Posted by on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 08:29:00 GMT |
Sometimes others words just work . . . . |
Oh mama don't walk away I'm a goddam sore loser I ain't too proud to stay But I'm still thinking 'bout you And I'm so lonesome without you And I can't get you out of my mind Oh mama don't leave me a... Posted by on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 20:57:00 GMT |
searching |
Searching, for everything already there. For every thought already known. For everything that ever was, is, and will be. Struggling. Oh how we struggle. And the more we avoid it, the greater the strug... Posted by on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 08:03:00 GMT |
Overjoyed |
Over time, I've been building my castle of love Just for two, though you never knew you were my reason I've gone much too far for you now to say That I've got to throw my castle away Over dreams, I ... Posted by on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 17:35:00 GMT |
Let me Breathe |
"her eyes captivated my soul and i found my breath arrested . . . it was only when i looked away that i could inhale once again, it was only when i looked away that i recognized my addiction to falli... Posted by on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 23:18:00 GMT |
When we were in Mexico |
Under the mother eyes of the Mexican sky She was happy and it shows in the sun And it was fate laid in stone Sacred heart, sacred ground Her two children and we moved as one And you said you loved me... Posted by on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 14:20:00 GMT |
To you |
I saw you in my mellifluous lived dreamyou heard my heart's whispers of the times blindness finds meand allures me through ignorancenot allowing us to gain experienceso we become lifelessAt other time... Posted by on Mon, 06 Mar 2006 16:28:00 GMT |
Alone |
How is it possible, he wonders, to miss a woman who he kept at a distance, so that when she was gone, he would not miss her? ... Posted by on Thu, 02 Mar 2006 08:13:00 GMT |
Conversations |
- yeah, I did listen to you when you told me 'bout the shit youd' been through. Do you know though that I've been through the same 'ole shit? Do you know how many times I've seen the wall and felt lik... Posted by on Tue, 21 Feb 2006 15:47:00 GMT |