…) Wander out into the forest like some Grimm’s fairytale tourist, see the sights Let me know or let me go. Last night I dreamed that I was Cleopatra bound for Julius Caesar, wrapped up in a rug When I awoke it wasn’t…

…hands won't be enough In a world giving head to a gun Love in Theory and Practice Chapter One I twist and turn In your arms, swirl The dizzier I get, the clearer I see With you, I'm at peace with the war within…

…The ticktock of time allows me to see An owl turn to an echo The butterfly to a cocoon A swan to ugly duckling A lake to an ocean The dead times awake As I've been called myself to yesterday The flower has fallen its…