A disorganized house is the sign of an organized mind

Calendars are ubiquitous Making time tick at us The counting of hours Both pleasant and sour Reminding us all Of deadlines that call T...

Call on me in that darkest hour From your dark and hidden cower I'll be what you need me to Do what no one else can do a And take yo...

A taste is all you receive Too much turns sour Only a brief tease Never enough Only a shining moment Burning so hot Fire volcan...