Tuesday, 3 November 2009

Volume 4


The name of my daughter
a miracle birth out east
She rose

She’s my morning light
at the end of the night
She is rising

another day, a new celebration
She fuels my lust for life, it’s time for vacation
I live for Her now & forever

Wild one

as a spark
now, crawling up my spine
She knows no barriers

imprisoned by her beauty
driven mad, by her eyes
I see

She’s the wild one
a rare and dark crusader
She rides the night