Falling House
(at Lust Street in Central Paradise )

For Karen

I never knew that anyone
could hold my heart the way she cradles mine,
she lights a life within a shrine
so gentle and so fine

a person glowing from within
she'd brighten the darkest night
emotions on a high again
she'll take you into flight

within her smile she holds the keys
to secrets everywhere
within every yard of silk thats spun
theres a lock of her black hair

the love she gives
it knows no bounds,
no hate,
no hurt,
no place,
no sounds can take her where she wants to go
and that is why I love her so

If one could think of the perfect set,
a mix of hues
a golden net,
well feel within this utopic scene
for it's there she ly's
the perfect being.