Category: the Church of Worthless Dirt

Under the weatherDressed up in leatherWaiting to severYou head from you nethers Hiding in rainLooking for painSamson insaneIts his hair again Under the coverssmothered in butterNo one discoversLove in each other Under the mountainFall into fountainsI can not count themThey are unbounded I believe liarsThough I grow tiredI am to inspiredTo never deny her Hercules…

I cant write good poetry for youall I can write are the timeless clichesthe words so used upthey seem to have no meaning I love youI die without youI cant live without youI cant breath without youI cant think of anything or anyone but youI cant function without you in my lifeI need youI have…

if I could devote my life to your happinessif I could promise my breath for your joy if I could wake to spend every momentin pursuit of your pleasure if I could fight beasts with my fast fists to save youif I could plant trees, full of fruit , to feed youif I could sail…