Falling For You

Of white rabbits, well, I have chased one or two. As for filthy, flirty frogs, true – I’ve kissed a few. Now I jump with both feet, the world fades from view. I’m falling – falling further in love with you. Deeper, deeper, descending, down into this hole. Falling faster, faster, for love knows no … More Falling For You


I drift upon warm waters, taking time to take it slow. And as I drift I think on her, or at least the her that she’ll show. My heart it beats a tune gladly, a raw rhythm I hope she would know. Yet my head starts to question it madly: should I really just go … More Flow