It's in My Blood

On your toes,
That icy, clear, glass sliced,
Wears a sexy, blood red dress.
And leaves it's tracks behind.
Pop Music, almost hard core.
Sung for me my angel,
Danced in my mind,
And when it was all over...
Just left me behind,
And you with no more
 Wine.

Strange Minute Poem

Take
it
Leave
it
Do
it
Let
it
Go.
it
Will
Leave
Soon.

A Voice

Truer Words were never uttered.
I love you.
To shock at first,
But than to grow strong.
Although these hands are shaking,
They can move mountains.
To stir the hearts of men to change for God.
Like kept in a cellar like a fine wine,
Now their worth has doubled.
I looked in shame at what I was,
And now in joy at what I was possible to become,
And I heard a voice tell me ,"You always were, now you can be."
Death doesn't have to be my Destiny.