what rhymes with gone?

The sun is setting

I'm done betting

It definately ain't coming back.

down is the sun

it's done

no more fun

for this sun of a gun.

the moon is late

still on her date

probably

she isn't coming, is she?

but if sun or moon won't be

as i sit atop this belfry

will this mystery

ever leave me?

Burn me, sun

or freeze me, moon.

just don't leave me here

to bathe in this lone tear.

i need you

i don't care what you do

hit me

hug me

curse me

coddle me

just be near

so i can hear

with my own ear

that you are here

i'm a broken toy

a crushed joy

don't be coy

you speak far too faint

to peel anymore paint

from the dainty frame.

i now have no shame

it floats in the bay

where we used to play

it was only yesterday...

please don't throw me away...

List of Lily's Loopies

1.) Don't offer a sweater or jacket (scarfs ok)

2.) Don't whisper in her ear

3.) Analogies are a bad idea

4.) Puns are a worse idea

5.) Cream roses are the best. White roses are awful (there is a HUGE difference)

6.) Don't touch her face. She's far too ticklish.

7.) Quotes are incredibly not personal - therefore not real.

8.) "Go Away!" doesn't really mean go away, especially when you are in the middle of The Ghetto around midnight.

9.) She's afraid of heights.

10) "She's Always a Woman" by Billy Joel is "basically her favorite song..."
11.) You can't win. It's not allowed.
12.) How's it going to end?
13.) (Like this)...

A Song of Sheer Impulse

Want to walk?

We can talk.

Give me a mile to make you smile.

The sun's setting.

There's no telling

If the church bell sounds our end as well.

Don't you want to know if this is over

Or if this light is simply our chauffeur

I know I do...

Should we be moving this bookend?

Will this tail chasing ever end?

I see a fat lady, but she ain't singing

and I see some pigs, but they ain't winging

that's why i won't stop bringing lyrics to your door

Do you want more?

Do you want more?

I know I do...

My Heart has a Stutter My Tongue Can't Articulate

I went sailing today

Where circles never felt so straight.

The rubber was my sails

And the pavement was my sea.

The sky was my speakers;

And the stars sang its song

All reason was lost

And not bid adieu

For when did logic

Appreciate nonsensical company?

Reality will never make a home

For such a delightful ship;

Making an undelightful docking

For a vessel of dreams.