i beat my own drum
i march to
my own music
you can step
in time with me
or make your time
your own
but you can
never steal
my rhythm
i beat my own drum
i march to
my own music
you can step
in time with me
or make your time
your own
but you can
never steal
my rhythm
Cycles 01/21/2012
Cycles of the earth
Cycles of the moon
Cycles of my body
And of our love
Summer’s heat burns us
But keeps us longing for the glow
Winter’s kiss freezes
Like your icy stare
Fall brings death
Like my body growing old
No longer green
Unable to produce a bloom
We spin through our lives
Unable to stop the orbit
Unable to control the changes
That breathe us into life
And out of love