logic, feal servitor serving quotidian needs,at times stands subservient to the raw powerof honed instinct unleashed;no reasons…
Someone asked onceabout reasons I’m herewhile you were outsidethe window, too busypicking wildflowersto notice anything else,and…
we don’t give reason to love we either become love or we stay empty we can’t be that page…
Not by aerial flights
We don’t need no reason To want to be treated as…
Without reason, he plunged ahead,Dating as if he were a desert parched for rain.Then you appeared andLike a storm brought…