I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.

Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme

I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want

Remembering that fateful day I wish I hadn’t run away I saw the fire in your eyes And it froze me as if a spire I thought I’d have a cooler head

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet

Connie L. and Billy Bright Always kept me up at night Had a love that never sleeps Wore their hearts out on their sle… Everything they felt inside

Had a day that felt like two Glad to be at home with you Sight for sore eyes, love exude Now at peace since I smelled Moo

Jeffrey is my friend Until it’s the end Always gonna be There if he needs me

I pour my heart into these prose Because I feel I need to go Into the darkness that will show What needs to surface from below

I stretch your being You respond with shocked intrigue Sparks dance in-between

I’d like to find someone That celebrates my self Except this life’s taught me You can’t trust no one else They see your loving charms

I am homeless Not because I live in my car But, because my home is in the arm… And I forget what that feels like

I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best

You think I’ve got it all figured… I don’t know what’s more wrong I’ve only seen just a glimpse of… You’ve been Her all along