Something about caterpillars

Loving someone beyond reasonable thinking

I write it through the moonlight

What I see as a highlight

The creature of the sunlight

Dedication from once ambitious playwright

Eaten through by a parasite

The man who wore black and white

Thin White Duke on a satellite

Throws darts in lovers eyes

 

See how time flies?

 

<The creature wore black curtains. It screamed for gospel music in African countries. New York 1979, American Dream is dying , Synthesizers soften the truth. I am not to judge the all apocalyptic drama in the 90s for I’m the creature with no voice. I’m the creature who hides behind black curtains.>

 

She showed me the way through the jungle.

I showed her how to miss less turns.

She shook me cold.

She made me love.

As I’m living on borrowed time

I always have her on my mind.

 

<King was prepared for a different kind of battle. Depression was a new feeling for a king. He was the all-powerful, almighty, all-knowing, all-loving, all street credit king Jimmy Six Shoes, mutated into an octopus. He lost all his powers. His self consciousness conquered him. He said �" “I shall pay for all my mistakes” and he chopped off all his six feet. He was a New Yorker by heart, British man by mind.>

 

Love the way your smile looks on your fantastic face.