Poems from CH
I want to play the kind of music that--
makes people pause halfway and restart
so they can hear the missed melodies and hidden harmonies....
Whats the rush darling?
imbibe some jungle juice and spit to see how far it goes
swallow this cookie and regurgitate the dough
eat it again...
theres catharsis in creation
in the birth of something broken
why must everything be perfect?
i cant find anything like me in this mess...
My heart is scattered with words of love
and I hear ballads in the breezes blowing by,
My whistles hum along to these sweet mellow tunes...
is to love her
To see her
To touch her
To taste her
is to want her
is to keep her
is to know her