Senses

Our bodies have senses
No doubt you agree
But what you do with them
Traps or sets free...

The lingering flavor of chocolate
Compares not with the taste of a pickle
One caresses the tongue and makes it feel young
One teases and puckers and tickles.

The squish of mud is mundane
Compared to the heat of a flame!
A passionate kiss is something like this
In fact its exactly the same.

The flavor of love on a new lover's tongue
honey - dewed and delicious
Becomes acidic and salty
When the lover becomes suspicious

Lovers bend heads to each other
Whisper sweet nothings and sigh
Take on the flavor of life in another
For following living we die.

Have u tasted the flavor of life sharp and sweet
Have u danced with the moon and the sun
Have u lived your life full and made merry meet
Have u lived or have u done?

sherry 2/12/98

Sherry

Who is this sherry
I brought back to life
Who is this woman
Refuses to wife?

Living a lie,
Year after year
Yet time and life precious
Can't waste it or fear.

Picking up pieces
Starting Again
Now ive found Sherry
Where has she been?

The wife is dead is true
Dead and buried:gone
I cannot understand
What took so long.

Celebrate Sherry
Celebrate Life
Celebrate being in touch with myself
Celebrate death of a wife!

I play the funeral dirge for her
And happy tunes for me
The saintly wife wears angel wings
And Sherry's been set free.

The saintly wife wears angel wings.
Sherry's heart is free!

Sherry 2/15/98