Survivors kit

I stand in the shower facing a mirror
sweet memories in my head makes everything clearer
In my mind I see visions of a furry face made of stone
I shout for help,But it seems everyone around me wants me to be alone.
My heart will slowly inflate oxygen as though thorough the thread through a slit of your pants
We shall lay it to rest
and eat it on the doorstep
Blackberries and snowflakes that falls from our nest
To sharpen it with small silver bells
Twist screws in the wall before the end of the night fells.

Center Man

You were my center
I was your front
I placed you under my wing
and flew away and bloomed
You were like the root of and endless vine
That will never die
My mind has a vivid picture of the wise
proceeded by cautions of the limbs as they wither and turn to sand
Let the remembrance make the demands.

Madame C.J

The snow falls quietly
As the rain goes away
Her shelter will be from your warmth
Her mind will recover from sadness
Her virtue will glow,without a spoken word
Believing not only what she heard and observed
The stars scattered across her scrumptious body
Her sex appeal will reveal and unfold
Her secrets of eternalness will unwind and turn to gold
yet platinum be her guidance lies a man of glory but never in the eyes
of the beholder.