Crossing Jordan,
Waters Swift,
Eyes to Shine
and hearts to lift.
Would a word
Be much to brash
To liken beauty
To a crash,
Wherein lies
a body scarred,
But in it, heart,
More pure than hard.
Windowed fate
is nothing more
than reality
ignored.
Which discerned,
Thy wicked name,
Is beauty that
no one can claim....
I'm a poet and I love music. That's about the only two things about me I'm sure of. I love cartoons and video games. I don't like big trucks or name brand clothes. I do like looking nice and sharp and enjoy sweet white wine. I like my sideburns and don't really care if you don't. I'm a nice guy and I love to cook, but I'm not gay. I love playing praise and worship and church and I read my bible every night before I go to bed. I work at a summer camp and love it because I have serious hyperactive disorders. That's about me in a nutshell. Oh, and my girlfriend rocks. Hard. Real Hard. So there.
